In the life of a students lecture.....

"ORGANISATON OF COMMERCE" writes our professor within minutes of his entering the class with bunch of students coming out from nowhere behind him like loyal dogs to attend his lecture...
Then starts his explanation about his half done answers which students r least bothered to listen....All eyes are moving with his hands unzipping and opening his bag and romoving out the much awaited attendence sheet for which more than half of the class is present in the class...some turning up after ages, showing their faces once in a blue moon to sign the proxies......
The professor is, am sure, aware about such happenings but choses to ignore them much to the delight of the students....
All kinds of movies,current affairs, coll fests, plans for hangout after the collge are being cooked up while the prof goes on teaching some parts of management....... some students bring books to complete, some to study for their tests, students good or bad whatever it mite b just try their hands at drawing various masterpieces which include the cartoon or a potrait of the prof himself..The book passes from one hand to another hand making additions and editing the masterpiece and out of worst a somehow a M.F.Hussain is born.... Songs, pics,videos, messages are all exchanged during the lecture thanks to the invention of "The Bluetooth".... Students are alll in their own sweet world ahhh...how wonderful!!!
Suddenly all are brought to the real world when the prof picks up a student and starts asking questions... The student fumbles something, the teacher completes the answer for him and asks him to sit,feeling satisfied that the student has understood what he has explained... He is always in such a wrong impression no matter how wrong the student might be...
Somewhere among the backbenches a beep goes off. All the student turn their heads towards it.. The voice is gone unheard by the prof..... The students giggle among themselves being glad at not being caught for the mobile ringing....
After sometime the students lose patience and start stealing glances of their watches and of the bored expressions on their peers.... waiting for the prof to leave early... but for the rotten luck the students have, the prof leaves only when the bell goes off..not a moment before and not a moment after.. just at the ring of the bell...
Students get out of the class, bored, tired, totally exhausted, to get freash for the next lecture and continue their routine. They come and venture out of the class, do all things during the lecture accept listening to the prof.. who is still under the impression and glad that he teaches well and soo had the class full......

mumbai local.....

ouch..!
shit...hmmm.
.grasp....awwaaa......ohhhhh..
hey..wait a sec will u....
no not like this this way....please... u hurting me......keep ur hand this way......no no...omg!!!


hey hey guys keep ur thoughts 2 urself ......dont start imagning things so soon....this is the situation one finds themselves in the ladies coach of borivile trains...i think virar trains are worse than this.......
The time one spends one travelling in the locals of mumbai is just amazing.....and an adventure worth experiencing...... the local trains r not always crowded except in the peak hours.....wen everyone has to hurry....some to reach their office in time, some to keep thier appointments, some to attend the coll(this category is the smallest coz nt all students r soo eager to attend lec except wen some have practicals or exams...etc..)


All mumbaikars traveling in the locals everyday have memorized the train time tables basically... so its not a problem most of the time when the indicators showing the timings of the trains r not working or wen the trains which r announced as churchgate going suddenly r bandra going(obviously the mistake of the indicator and the announcer) or vice versa.....


Any time u get bored or r really pissed off and just want to b away frm someone just go on the railway station...... the most happening place of the city...... just observe the people around u .........u vill find a small replica of INDIA there.... u will find someone with their kin and kils.. someone trying to keep their children away from the stalls, someone grabing a quick bit on the stall before the train arrives, people also get updated abt the latest news without paying, though not all do dat, they just stand besides the WHELLER stalls on the stations.. these stalls on the plateform r a boon to many people...u get most of the famous magzines newspapers... some also keep lateast novels...all the novels of Chetan Bhagat were sold within days...coz of their popularity....There r taporis, in mumbaiya language, on the stations though rarely on the station mostly in the trains who find immence amuzement in abusing ladies, making faces etc...... all have learnt by now to ignore such crooks..... u mite come across many engrossed in reading novels on the platforms, listening to music through radios, mobiles ipods etc has become a common sight nowadays........there r many more sights which r sure to take ur mind off ur problem!!!


The funniest part i feel here is the alighting and boarding the train, its abosolutely automatic i feel....just stand in the crowd in the train if u want to get off the train the work is done for you here..no worries!!! once u alight from the packed train to ur desired
destination u then instantly r bound to make sure that whether u have all ur belongings or no........ or if u have anybody with you seeing to it that all have alighted the train........and then u find get in the train the same way you find youself in the situation which i described in the beginning...... u get full body massage done in the train with the pushes.......only at the cost of the fare u pay......

There r trains specially for the ladies in the morning and in the evenigs.......all the women in their lifetime of train travels should once travel in the ladies special......the train is practically a shop for the shopkepers.....u get most of the things from pin to piano...... u get hairclips, joke books, mehnendi books, dress materials, tops, trousers, stickers, pen set, erasers, scissor, gum, stirrer, small rubber bags used for keeping hoy water for massages.........m not at all exaggerating having seen all these.....ahh u even some times get the sandles, cheap,only for 60 bucks and soo on..........the vegetable sellers, the fruit sellers are never behind........


The difference in the first and the second class compartments is visible as though seen through from a glass...... in the first class u find people highly sophisticated, even a small push from some ones bag is enough to make smart comments, though never a fight is started....serenity dwells here even wen the compartment is jam packed.....except for the commtion made my the college kids who r amature to train travels again here not by all....... the second class is alll time put on high volume in trble mode with the speakers with bass effects phew!!!..........

The commuters taking their fixed trains have become like a close knitted family always ready to help others .......... no caste no creed is necessary to b eligible to b the member of the vast family traveling by train............... so just make sure u travell by mumbai local once to enjoy and have a lovely time..........

memoirs....

Denis Waitley:
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.


Soo true....This thought was not belived by me untill my bday arrived......


Me being a pessimistic always had some negative thoughts overpowering my mind .......


On my bday too i never expected anyone to call me..at the stroke of twelve.... but to my joy i not only received messages but also calls frm my dear and near ones....


The next day..... i having planned to have a party in the hotel was wondering of wat my friends would give me....whether i would like it or not!!!!


But here tooo my hopes were not defalcated and i recevied books from my friends as gifts...the ones wich i couldnt get in the library......they took the pains of searching them for me......


It was the first time in my life that i had experienced joy of receiving gifts from my dear and near ones.......


The day was exceptionally good coz i received calls frm my long forgotten friends...and people who live far away......


Few days later i met my classes friends..i had ruined their plans...for the party, as i had my classes unexpectingly....but to my delight here tooo i had an enormous surpise waiting for me.....


I received a watch a lovely pendent(whiich i tresure the most) and a ring.....all of my favorites....

Receving unexpected gifts was not reason of my happines.. the actual cause was the love and blessings i recived from my family and all by dear friends..... i have tresured these memories which vill never by erased.......

This undoubtedly became my best birthday calebrations in my knowledge......

when i recalled the quote said byThomas Jefferson:

Friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life; and thanks to a benevolent arrangement of things, the greater part of life is sunshine.

Phew!!!!

Government offices have earned the sobriquet of the most slow departments. they live up to their nicknames. few days back I had an opportunity ( highly ironical) to visit the government telephone department in concern of my internet connection. having a plan which provides for a minimum of 400 mbs free of monthly usage, I was intrgued, on inquiring, when my monthly usage was being shown NIL even though it was being regularly used by me......But when the bill for the next month was handed to me i was petrified on having the bill in my hand which should have been merely 200 shoot up to 1000 bucks...... It was high time now and i had to tackle the matter as fast as possible .... or else it would mean cancellation of my connection by my parents who like me had anticipated the bill to be not more than 300 bucks.....This caused my sojourn of some 3 to 4 hours in the government building..The department of internet broadband connection has its department's head officer on leave for a period God-knows-how much!!!!!!! And the assistants adviced me to check the matter with the department which was concerned (so to say) with the charges, billing, etc. Being in their territory i was harmles to them for time being and had to go by their rules....so i had to keep mum and listen to their surmones stating that it wasnt their problem for i wasnt registered with them...........This came to me as an entirely breaking news.... Finally having climbed some 40 stepf for the hundredth time( the lift in the happening building was on a summer break...and an advice...to neone who wants an exercise go to the government office ..the people will make you go here and there so many times that you will be surprised to see yourself exerting as when u do 50 pushups and some considerable exercises), I got my matter straightened........ Phew!!!!
I stepped out of the building vowing never to return there....

Adapted from Drucker on Asia: The Drucker-Nakauchi Dialogue , by Peter F. Drucker and Isao Nakauchi,

On the occasion of Drucker's death, here's a brilliant article on how he learnt and grew. A very inspirational piece :
“My Life as a Knowledge Worker.”
The leading management thinker describes seven personal experiences that taught him how to grow, to change, and to age--without becoming a prisoner of the past
I was not yet 18 when, having finished high school, I left my native Vienna and went to Hamburg as a trainee in a cotton-export firm. My father was not very happy. Ours had been a family of civil servants, professors, lawyers, and physicians for a very long time. He therefore wanted me to be a full-time university student, but I was tired of being a schoolboy and wanted to go to work. To appease my father, but without any serious intention, I enrolled at Hamburg University in the law faculty. In those remote days--the year was 1927--one did not have to attend classes to be a perfectly proper university student. All one had to do to obtain a university degree was to pay a small annual fee and show up for an exam at the end of four years.
THE FIRST EXPERIENCE Taught by Verdi
The work at the export firm was terribly boring, and I learned very little. Work began at 7:30 in the morning and was over at 4 in the afternoon on weekdays and at noon on Saturdays. So I had lots of free time. Once a week I went to the opera.
On one of those evenings I went to hear an opera by the great 19th-century Italian composer, Giuseppe Verdi--the last opera he wrote, Falstaff. It has now become one of Verdi's most popular operas, but it was rarely performed then. Both singers and audiences thought it too difficult. I was totally overwhelmed by it. Although I had heard a great many operas, I had never heard anything like that. I have never forgotten the impression that evening made on me.
When I made a study, I found that this opera, with its gaiety, its zest for life, and its incredible vitality, was written by a man of 80! To me 80 was an incredible age. Then I read what Verdi himself had written when he was asked why, at that age, when he was already a famous man and considered one of the foremost opera composers of his century, he had taken on the hard work of writing one more opera, and an exceedingly demanding one. "All my life as a musician," he wrote, "I have striven for perfection. It has always eluded me. I surely had an obligation to make one more try."
I have never forgotten those words--they made an indelible impression on me. When he was 18 Verdi was already a seasoned musician. I had no idea what I would become, except that I knew by that time that I was unlikely to be a success exporting cotton textiles. But I resolved that whatever my life's work would be, Verdi's words would be my lodestar. I resolved that if I ever reached an advanced age, I would not give up but would keep on. In the meantime I would strive for perfection, even though, as I well knew, it would surely always elude me.
THE SECOND EXPERIENCE Taught by Phidias
It was at about this same time, and also in Hamburg during my stay as a trainee, that I read a story that conveyed to me what perfection means. It is a story of the greatest sculptor of ancient Greece, Phidias. He was commissioned around 440 b.c. to make the statues that to this day stand on the roof of the Parthenon, in Athens. They are considered among the greatest sculptures of the Western tradition, but when Phidias submitted his bill, the city accountant of Athens refused to pay it. "These statues," the accountant said, "stand on the roof of the temple, and on the highest hill in Athens. Nobody can see anything but their fronts. Yet you have charged us for sculpting them in the round--that is, for doing their back sides, which nobody can see."
"You are wrong," Phidias retorted. "The gods can see them." I read this, as I remember, shortly after I had listened to Falstaff, and it hit me hard. I have not always lived up to it. I have done many things that I hope the gods will not notice, but I have always known that one has to strive for perfection even if only the gods notice.
THE THIRD EXPERIENCE Taught by Journalism
A few years later I moved to Frankfurt. I worked first as a trainee in a brokerage firm. Then, after the New York stock-market crash, in October 1929, when the brokerage firm went bankrupt, I was hired on my 20th birthday by Frankfurt's largest newspaper as a financial and foreign-affairs writer. I continued to be enrolled as a law student at the university because in those days one could easily transfer from one European university to any other. I still was not interested in the law, but I remembered the lessons of Verdi and of Phidias. A journalist has to write about many subjects, so I decided I had to know something about many subjects to be at least a competent journalist.
The newspaper I worked for came out in the afternoon. We began work at 6 in the morning and finished by a quarter past 2 in the afternoon, when the last edition went to press. So I began to force myself to study afternoons and evenings: international relations and international law; the history of social and legal institutions; finance; and so on. Gradually, I developed a system. I still adhere to it. Every three or four years I pick a new subject. It may be Japanese art; it may be economics. Three years of study are by no means enough to master a subject, but they are enough to understand it. So for more than 60 years I have kept on studying one subject at a time. That not only has given me a substantial fund of knowledge. It has also forced me to be open to new disciplines and new approaches and new methods--for every one of the subjects I have studied makes different assumptions and employs a different methodology.
THE FOURTH EXPERIENCE Taught by an Editor-in-Chief
The next experience to report in this story of keeping myself intellectually alive and growing is something that was taught by an editor-in-chief, one of Europe's leading newspapermen. The editorial staff at the newspaper consisted of very young people. At age 22 I became one of the three assistant managing editors. The reason was not that I was particularly good. In fact, I never became a first-rate daily journalist. But in those years, around 1930, the people who should have held the kind of position I had--people age 35 or so--were not available in Europe. They had been killed in World War I. Even highly responsible positions had to be filled by young people like me.
The editor-in-chief, then around 50, took infinite pains to train and discipline his young crew. He discussed with each of us every week the work we had done. Twice a year, right after New Year's and then again before summer vacations began in June, we would spend a Saturday afternoon and all of Sunday discussing our work over the preceding six months. The editor would always start out with the things we had done well. Then he would proceed to the things we had tried to do well. Next he reviewed the things where we had not tried hard enough. And finally, he would subject us to a scathing critique of the things we had done badly or had failed to do. The last two hours of that session would then serve as a projection of our work for the next six months: What were the things on which we should concentrate? What were the things we should improve? What were the things each of us needed to learn? And a week later each of us was expected to submit to the editor-in-chief our new program of work and learning for the next six months. I tremendously enjoyed the sessions, but I forgot them as soon as I left the paper.
Almost 10 years later, after I had come to the United States, I remembered them. It was in the early 1940s, after I had become a senior professor, started my own consulting practice, and begun to publish major books. Since then I have set aside two weeks every summer in which to review my work during the preceding year, beginning with the things I did well but could or should have done better, down to the things I did poorly and the things I should have done but did not do. I decide what my priorities should be in my consulting work, in my writing, and in my teaching. I have never once truly lived up to the plan I make each August, but it has forced me to live up to Verdi's injunction to strive for perfection, even though "it has always eluded me" and still does.
THE FIFTH EXPERIENCE Taught by a Senior Partner
My next learning experience came a few years after my experience on the newspaper. From Frankfurt I moved to London in 1933, first working as a securities analyst in a large insurance company and then, a year later, moving to a small but fast-growing private bank as an economist and the executive secretary to the three senior partners. One, the founder, was a man in his seventies; the two others were in their midthirties. At first I worked exclusively with the two younger men, but after I had been with the firm some three months or so, the founder called me into his office and said, "I didn't think much of you when you came here and still don't think much of you, but you are even more stupid than I thought you would be, and much more stupid than you have any right to be." Since the two younger partners had been praising me to the skies each day, I was dumbfounded.
And then the old gentlemen said, "I understand you did very good securities analysis at the insurance company. But if we had wanted you to do securities-analysis work, we would have left you where you were. You are now the executive secretary to the partners, yet you continue to do securities analysis. What should you be doing now, to be effective in your new job?" I was furious, but still I realized that the old man was right. I totally changed my behavior and my work. Since then, when I have a new assignment, I ask myself the question, "What do I need to do, now that I have a new assignment, to be effective?" Every time, it is something different. Discovering what it is requires concentration on the things that are crucial to the new challenge, the new job, the new task.
THE SIXTH EXPERIENCE Taught by the Jesuits and the Calvinists
Quite a few years later, around 1945, after I had moved from England to the United States in 1937, I picked for my three-year study subject early modern European history, especially the 15th and 16th centuries. I found that two European institutions had become dominant forces in Europe: the Jesuit Order in the Catholic South and the Calvinist Church in the Protestant North. Both were founded independently in 1536. Both adopted the same learning discipline.
Whenever a Jesuit priest or a Calvinist pastor does anything of significance--making a key decision, for instance--he is expected to write down what results he anticipates. Nine months later he traces back from the actual results to those anticipations. That very soon shows him what he did well and what his strengths are. It also shows him what he has to learn and what habits he has to change. Finally, it shows him what he has no gift for and cannot do well. I have followed that method for myself now for 50 years. It brings out what one's strengths are--and that is the most important thing an individual can know about himself or herself. It brings out areas where improvement is needed and suggests what kind of improvement is needed. Finally, it brings out things an individual cannot do and therefore should not even try to do. To know one's strengths, to know how to improve them, and to know what one cannot do--they are the keys to continuous learning.
THE SEVENTH EXPERIENCE Taught by Schumpeter
One more experience, and then I am through with the story of my personal development. At Christmas 1949, when I had just begun to teach management at New York University, my father, then 73 years old, came to visit us from California. Right after New Year's, on January 3, 1950, he and I went to visit an old friend of his, the famous economist Joseph Schumpeter. My father had already retired, but Schumpeter, then 66 and world famous, was still teaching at Harvard and was very active as the president of the American Economic Association.
In 1902 my father was a very young civil servant in the Austrian Ministry of Finance, but he also did some teaching in economics at the university. Thus he had come to know Schumpeter, who was then, at age 19, the most brilliant of the young students. Two more-different people are hard to imagine: Schumpeter was flamboyant, arrogant, abrasive, and vain; my father was quiet, the soul of courtesy, and modest to the point of being self-effacing. Still, the two became fast friends and remained fast friends.
By 1949 Schumpeter had become a very different person. In his last year of teaching at Harvard, he was at the peak of his fame. The two old men had a wonderful time together, reminiscing about the old days. Suddenly, my father asked with a chuckle, "Joseph, do you still talk about what you want to be remembered for?" Schumpeter broke out in loud laughter. For Schumpeter was notorious for having said, when he was 30 or so and had published the first two of his great economics books, that what he really wanted to be remembered for was having been "Europe's greatest lover of beautiful women and Europe's greatest horseman--and perhaps also the world's greatest economist." Schumpeter said, "Yes, this question is still important to me, but I now answer it differently. I want to be remembered as having been the teacher who converted half a dozen brilliant students into first-rate economists."
He must have seen an amazed look on my father's face, because he continued, "You know, Adolph, I have now reached the age where I know that being remembered for books and theories is not enough. One does not make a difference unless it is a difference in the lives of people." One reason my father had gone to see Schumpeter was that it was known that the economist was very sick and would not live long. Schumpeter died five days after we visited him.
I have never forgotten that conversation. I learned from it three things: First, one has to ask oneself what one wants to be remembered for. Second, that should change. It should change both with one's own maturity and with changes in the world. Finally, one thing worth being remembered for is the difference one makes in the lives of people.
I am telling this long story for a simple reason. All the people I know who have managed to remain effective during a long life have learned pretty much the same things I learned. That applies to effective business executives and to scholars, to top-ranking military people and to first-rate physicians, to teachers and to artists. Whenever I work with a person, I try to find out to what the individual attributes his or her success. I am invariably told stories that are remarkably like mine.

Speech by Swami Vivekanand

Sisters and Brothers of America,
It fills my heart with joy unspeakable to rise in response to the warm and cordial welcome which you have given us. I thank you in the name of the most ancient order of monks in the world; I thank you in the name of the mother of religions, and I thank you in the name of millions and millions of Hindu people of all classes and sects.
My thanks, also, to some of the speakers on this platform who, referring to the delegates from the Orient, have told you that these men from far-off nations may well claim the honor of bearing to different lands the idea of toleration. I am proud to belong to a religion which has taught the world both tolerance and universal acceptance. We believe not only in universal toleration, but we accept all religions as true. I am proud to belong to a nation which has sheltered the persecuted and the refugees of all religions and all nations of the earth. I am proud to tell you that we have gathered in our bosom the purest remnant of the Israelites, who came to Southern India and took refuge with us in the very year in which their holy temple was shattered to pieces by Roman tyranny. I am proud to belong to the religion which has sheltered and is still fostering the remnant of the grand Zoroastrian nation. I will quote to you, brethren, a few lines from a hymn which I remember to have repeated from my earliest boyhood, which is every day repeated by millions of human beings: "As the different streams having their sources in different paths which men take through different tendencies, various though they appear, crooked or straight, all lead to Thee."
The present convention, which is one of the most august assemblies ever held, is in itself a vindication, a declaration to the world of the wonderful doctrine preached in the Gita: "Whosoever comes to Me, through whatsoever form, I reach him; all men are struggling through paths which in the end lead to me." Sectarianism, bigotry, and its horrible descendant, fanaticism, have long possessed this beautiful earth. They have filled the earth with violence, drenched it often and often with human blood, destroyed civilization and sent whole nations to despair. Had it not been for these horrible demons, human society would be far more advanced than it is now. But their time is come; and I fervently hope that the bell that tolled this morning in honor of this convention may be the death-knell of all fanaticism, of all persecutions with the sword or with the pen, and of all uncharitable feelings between persons wending their way to the same goal.
A Nice Article about Love by Swami Vivekananda
I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me.
Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: "You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love."
This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.
This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love...they try to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .
For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.
Give and don't expect. Advise, but don't order. Ask, but never demand. It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice.
It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring."
Passing thought... Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away.....
It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime
SWAMI VIVEKANANDA

Chat with God

Chat with God
God : Hello. Did you call me?
Me: Called you? No.. who is this?
God : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.
Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something..
God : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.
Me: Don't know. But I cant find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.
God : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.
Me: I understand. But I still cant figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.
God : Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.
Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?
God : Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.
Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?
God : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.
Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?
God : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.
Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty..
God : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.
Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?
God : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer . With that experience their life become better not bitter.
Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?
God : Yes. In every terms, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.
Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why cant we be free from problems?
God : Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons (to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.
Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading..
God : If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.
Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction. What should I do?
God : Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.
Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?
God : Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.
Me: What surprises you about people?
God : when they suffer they ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me" Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.
Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I cant get the answer.
God : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.
Me: How can I get the best out of life?
God : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.
Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.
God : There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.
Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live.

Can India be a Developed Nation.......

Dear Friends,
India can definitely become developed nation. To be frank I am deeply convinced that the Great Indian Story has already begun. Why we consider a nation as a developed nation? What makes the nations Image as a developed nation? We think America,England, France, Germany, Russia, Japan Australia etc. are developned nations. So the concept is definitely related to the overall development of these nations in the field of Science and Technology, Industrialization, and maximum use of these high end technologies in every sphere of life which makes the common mans day to day life more comfortable. Secondly, the Institutions they have built in every field are dominating in world Arena. For example if you take Space Technology, immediately what comes first in our mind is NASA. In the field of Aircraft Building either it is civilian or military all the names are European or American. If you think of Educational Standards first few names are Cambridge, Howard, etc. Even in field of Bio-technology or Nano Technology , no doubt these countries are the world leaders. Infrastructure wise the bridges, the roads they have built are considered as models for the world. Political Institutions, Justice Systems, and their Administrative machinery are considered as the best in the world.
But whether these countries achieved this suddenly ? Surely not . After rampant Industrialization they have also faced so many problems as too much crowd gathered in the cities. No civil amenities, Pollution, Excessive pressure on Cities and Worker Movement etc. So it is a process thru which we also have to go.






But when we compare ourselves with them on merit, no doubt we are very fast in catching them. Just think about space technology, we have our ISRO. ISRO's failure rate is much lesser than the NASA. Last week we have launched Israel's spy satellite in the orbit. Israel itself is considered as leader in this field. It is such a field where nobody shares their strategic knowledge and technology. Is it not a sign of a developed nation. In a year or two we have our own Moon Mission. Except America and China nobody has even tried it yet, and we have already scheduled it. What does it indicate. We have launched our own built Satellites for different purposes. India is one of the first countries where Tele-medicine Program is Started. Doctors can check-up and advice a patient sitting in remote village via Satelite connection. Is it not use of high end technology for the common man's betterment.? Now about industrialisation. Some time back in some business magazine a survey of some Heads of European Multinationals was published. There was absolute consensus about fear of takeover by Indian Companies. Our companies are buying big multinationals. Tata is purchasing Chorus, India Born Milltal purchased Arcenal. The list is much long. Tata's Small Car "Nano" is the latest example how the high end technology is adapted to suit local market. It is threat for others that in other segments too, they can provide costly Cars at much cheaper rate. India is already a Small Car Hub for world market. It may become Hub for all types of Vehicles if things are moving on with such pace.






Our Political instituions are also not that bad as we see it. India is much diversified society that any other country in the world. So no doubt that we have fractured mandate. But the point here is even after that we have a stable central government and nearly consensus on our economic policies either under the leadership of BJP or Congress. Secondly the political reforms are visible. Booth capturing, bogus voting are reducing thats why Mulayam and Lalu have lost. We are using Electronic Voting Machines. Even America or any other developed nation could not implement it. We are doing it ? So we are not developed.
Even in administration, we have with us people with integrity like Sheshan and Khairnar. Even though our politician are the most corrupt in the world our country is developing because our adminstration is in working condition. When England left Nigeria they gave them Best Railways. Now you can't find it their. But in India the Railways is expanding. We have completed the Konkan Railway which is biggest in the 20th Century in the world. It is because we have people like E. Sridharan,, We can built world's best supersonic missile "Bramhos" as we have Institutes Like DRDO with visionary people. We have our own "Param" Computer and recently lounched "Eka" by Tatas. Even our spiritual gurus are not behind, if you see "Ramdev Baba" and Sri Sri Ravishankar. They are also inspiring the nation to wake up and everybody is responding. Finally, I will come to our ex - president, Hon. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, who ignited the minds of millions of youths like you and me. A role model for every Indian. For me too. I have decided for myself that I will not keep a stone unturned to make this country a super power. My friends the answer lies their. For me the journey has already begun. Decide where you want yourself to be and please act fast.






Bharat Mata ki Jai.