Thursday, January 26, 2006
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Dictionary.com
Jealous
- Fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position.
- Resentful or bitter in rivalry; envious: jealous of the success of others.
- Inclined to suspect rivalry.
- Having to do with or arising from feelings of envy, apprehension, or bitterness: jealous thoughts.
- Vigilant in guarding something: We are jealous of our good name.
- Intolerant of disloyalty or infidelity; autocratic: a jealous God.
- Of or relating to ownership or possession.
- Having or manifesting a desire to control or dominate another, especially in order to limit that person's relationships with others: a possessive parent.
- Grammar. Of, relating to, or being a noun or pronoun case that indicates possession.
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Anniversary...
It's been a year since i started this blog. Interesting to see that it's still alive. What started off with(as) a beautiful dream is still going on reasonably strongly and has managed to be more than just a dream...
My intention behind this post though is not to look back and relive old memories or to celebrate a year of successful blogging or to thank my readers for their support. It is to apprise my readers about another blog, one that was founded by MJ recently and one which aims to bring all patriotic Indian bloggers to write under one roof, as a first step towards creating a social organization which works for the development of India. As the description of the blog says, it is a dream vision of a clean,orderly and progressive India.
You need not be a person who fits in perfectly into the idealistic expectations the blog prescribes. I know I do not. It is enough if you want to be one and would give your best. Anybody without a cynical view towards India is welcome to join the blog and voice their opinions.
The central idea, in my opinion, is to get rid of the tentativeness most of us have in doing good things for our country. I believe that if it is acheived, half the work can be considered done. Working for the country without expecting anything in return, shunning the sense of embarassment one might encounter while failing, in an attempt to be radical and yet maintaining an optimistic view throughout the ups and downs are considered to be essential.
If you think you are someone who would love to spend some time and thinking for the welfare of India, please do send an email to MJ at LM20_iyengar@yahoo.com or to me at rammgopalt@yahoo.com or leave a comment to this post. We'll send you an invite that will let you post in our blog.
Every journey begins with a single step and I hope that this small endeavor of ours turns out to be helpful in some little way to our country...
Jai Hind!
New Blog URL:
http://myindiaasabeacon.blogspot.com/
My intention behind this post though is not to look back and relive old memories or to celebrate a year of successful blogging or to thank my readers for their support. It is to apprise my readers about another blog, one that was founded by MJ recently and one which aims to bring all patriotic Indian bloggers to write under one roof, as a first step towards creating a social organization which works for the development of India. As the description of the blog says, it is a dream vision of a clean,orderly and progressive India.
You need not be a person who fits in perfectly into the idealistic expectations the blog prescribes. I know I do not. It is enough if you want to be one and would give your best. Anybody without a cynical view towards India is welcome to join the blog and voice their opinions.
The central idea, in my opinion, is to get rid of the tentativeness most of us have in doing good things for our country. I believe that if it is acheived, half the work can be considered done. Working for the country without expecting anything in return, shunning the sense of embarassment one might encounter while failing, in an attempt to be radical and yet maintaining an optimistic view throughout the ups and downs are considered to be essential.
If you think you are someone who would love to spend some time and thinking for the welfare of India, please do send an email to MJ at LM20_iyengar@yahoo.com or to me at rammgopalt@yahoo.com or leave a comment to this post. We'll send you an invite that will let you post in our blog.
Every journey begins with a single step and I hope that this small endeavor of ours turns out to be helpful in some little way to our country...
Jai Hind!
New Blog URL:
http://myindiaasabeacon.blogspot.com/
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Happy New Year 2006...
"30%", said I. "0% chance", claimed 3 out of 8 people. "20%", claimed a couple. "15%", said one and "50%", said another.
The 8 of us were returning by BART(Bay Area Rapid Transit) train from San Francisco downtown after watching the fireworks there at the stroke of midnight on New Year's Day. PK started this idle discussion by asking, "What % chance do u guys give yourself for love marriage?".
It can be safely assumed that all 8 of us are single as of now and in all probabilities have never had a gf. Our ages span between 24 and 26 years.
My reasoning for saying 30% is the strong belief i have in love marriage. I said that marriage comes first, love marriage next and arranged marriage third :P. Two of the three people who said 0% were convinced and convincing that if nothing happened for 25 odd years, nothing was going to happen in the future! The third, PK, was against getting love married for whatever reasons. J, who gave himself a 20% chance did so because he was planning to get back to school for MBA in the future, and SSB gave the same reasoning for his 15%. SMS, who gave himself a 20% chance did so considering all possible outside chances he might be having in the future.
The 0%-ers were convincing in saying that it was near impossible for me to meet a "single" girl, who'd be to my liking, with whom i'd be able to spend considerable time to fall in love, once i start working. Thus, they concluded that if i were to get love married, then i'll have to meet the girl through orkut or blogspot- in essence, it'd be a long distance relationship.
Tonnes of pessimistic thoughts were floating in the air and i was beginning to feel let down when BG said that he had a 50% chance. We were surprised to hear that from him. He said, "When i am not sure whether it'd be a love or arranged marriage, the % chance has to be 50"...and the 7 of us couldnt stop laughing for quite some time...
The 8 of us were returning by BART(Bay Area Rapid Transit) train from San Francisco downtown after watching the fireworks there at the stroke of midnight on New Year's Day. PK started this idle discussion by asking, "What % chance do u guys give yourself for love marriage?".
It can be safely assumed that all 8 of us are single as of now and in all probabilities have never had a gf. Our ages span between 24 and 26 years.
My reasoning for saying 30% is the strong belief i have in love marriage. I said that marriage comes first, love marriage next and arranged marriage third :P. Two of the three people who said 0% were convinced and convincing that if nothing happened for 25 odd years, nothing was going to happen in the future! The third, PK, was against getting love married for whatever reasons. J, who gave himself a 20% chance did so because he was planning to get back to school for MBA in the future, and SSB gave the same reasoning for his 15%. SMS, who gave himself a 20% chance did so considering all possible outside chances he might be having in the future.
The 0%-ers were convincing in saying that it was near impossible for me to meet a "single" girl, who'd be to my liking, with whom i'd be able to spend considerable time to fall in love, once i start working. Thus, they concluded that if i were to get love married, then i'll have to meet the girl through orkut or blogspot- in essence, it'd be a long distance relationship.
Tonnes of pessimistic thoughts were floating in the air and i was beginning to feel let down when BG said that he had a 50% chance. We were surprised to hear that from him. He said, "When i am not sure whether it'd be a love or arranged marriage, the % chance has to be 50"...and the 7 of us couldnt stop laughing for quite some time...
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Baasha...
Honesty "will be" rewarded. Check this out. Unfortunately, people react only when someone suffers for being honest, failing to see, or sometimes shunning the responsibility of playing a part in implementing the bigger picture behind such a suffering...let's think positive...all the time...
The Story of My Experiments with Truth- An Autobiography
I finished reading this book a month ago. The book left me in awe.
This is the first autobiography or for that matter, any biography that i have read. I am not sure if the others will be anywhere near being as candid as this one. Experiments with Truth- nothing less, nothing more.
All of us might have different opinions about the political correctness of this man. That is beyond the scope of this blog and the book. What's impressive is the way he lived his life. So simple, so selfless and so so tolerant! He was passionate about a lot of things, but that never affected his decision making. In his view, all men were equals- there was simply no villain worth hating.
I'd recommend this book for anyone aspiring to be a tolerant person and just for them. The book tries to emphasize that we should look at only the positive side of a person. Needless to say, it preaches a lot about being truthful to our self. A great book, overall.
PS: People who dont like the man, please dont read the book, for there are quite a few points which will make you hate him even more. The penalty he pays for being candid...
This is the first autobiography or for that matter, any biography that i have read. I am not sure if the others will be anywhere near being as candid as this one. Experiments with Truth- nothing less, nothing more.
All of us might have different opinions about the political correctness of this man. That is beyond the scope of this blog and the book. What's impressive is the way he lived his life. So simple, so selfless and so so tolerant! He was passionate about a lot of things, but that never affected his decision making. In his view, all men were equals- there was simply no villain worth hating.
I'd recommend this book for anyone aspiring to be a tolerant person and just for them. The book tries to emphasize that we should look at only the positive side of a person. Needless to say, it preaches a lot about being truthful to our self. A great book, overall.
PS: People who dont like the man, please dont read the book, for there are quite a few points which will make you hate him even more. The penalty he pays for being candid...
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Feel proud!
"You are back again. Is there a problem?", the lady behind the counter was concerned.
"No. I took my driving test and I am back now to get my license", I said.
Her face showed genuine surprise. Only an hour had passed since I got my temporary license permit from the lady sitting next to this lady and now I was back having passed the maneuverability and road tests, to get my Driver's License. That must've been a record shared by very few.
"Wow. That's great. Congrats", she said surprised by my efficiency and talent.
"Thanks", I said smiling with a feeling of achievement, shamelessly.
Little did she know that I had let my previous license expire beyond renewal date and so had to go through all the procedures again like a rookie.
When there's some easy pride up for grabs, why let go off it? :P
"No. I took my driving test and I am back now to get my license", I said.
Her face showed genuine surprise. Only an hour had passed since I got my temporary license permit from the lady sitting next to this lady and now I was back having passed the maneuverability and road tests, to get my Driver's License. That must've been a record shared by very few.
"Wow. That's great. Congrats", she said surprised by my efficiency and talent.
"Thanks", I said smiling with a feeling of achievement, shamelessly.
Little did she know that I had let my previous license expire beyond renewal date and so had to go through all the procedures again like a rookie.
When there's some easy pride up for grabs, why let go off it? :P
Sunday, November 20, 2005
A short story-6
Compassion
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Tears were flowing down Sudha's cheeks. It was nothing new. She was a very emotional 21 year old, caring a lot for people around the world. Death news of a few tens of people due to some mishap or another, wherever it might have happened, invariably sent a stream of tears out of her eyes.
It was an earthquake in Pakistan. 84 people killed and more than 300 injured. The sight of a one-year old, newly orphaned girl child was vividly captured by BBC. There was mud all over the child's body and that was enough to trigger the tears this time around.
All kinds of thoughts were racing in her mind. What is God doing? Is there a God at all? If there is, will He(or She) let all this happen? God's supposed to do good to the people He created, isn't He? No...wait...what am i thinking? There is God..."am sorry God", she said looking towards the roof of her bedroom. Ofcourse He does all this to prove that there's a supreme power governing the human race.
So, what am I supposed to do? I should help the mankind, feel pity for the ones suffering all around the world and contribute part of my time for their welfare. I should help the needy. I should be thankful to God for making me so fortunate...not as one of the many suffering all around the world.
Compassion is the need of the hour, she realised. She decided to join the Social Organization she had heard about last week. That way she'd be able to contribute as much as she could for the society.
Her mind was now clear. She decided not to waste any more time and was all set to leave when her 80 year old grandmom, who was pretty much confined to her bed 24/7 called out for her. "Sudha. Can u get me a cup of water, please?", she cried, unaware of the kind of urgency Sudha was in. "Mom will be home in 5 minutes. Ask her to give you water. Am in a hurry". She started her Scooty and accelerated it and felt the fresh air hitting her face.
"It's a new beginning to my life", she said to herself.
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Tears were flowing down Sudha's cheeks. It was nothing new. She was a very emotional 21 year old, caring a lot for people around the world. Death news of a few tens of people due to some mishap or another, wherever it might have happened, invariably sent a stream of tears out of her eyes.
It was an earthquake in Pakistan. 84 people killed and more than 300 injured. The sight of a one-year old, newly orphaned girl child was vividly captured by BBC. There was mud all over the child's body and that was enough to trigger the tears this time around.
All kinds of thoughts were racing in her mind. What is God doing? Is there a God at all? If there is, will He(or She) let all this happen? God's supposed to do good to the people He created, isn't He? No...wait...what am i thinking? There is God..."am sorry God", she said looking towards the roof of her bedroom. Ofcourse He does all this to prove that there's a supreme power governing the human race.
So, what am I supposed to do? I should help the mankind, feel pity for the ones suffering all around the world and contribute part of my time for their welfare. I should help the needy. I should be thankful to God for making me so fortunate...not as one of the many suffering all around the world.
Compassion is the need of the hour, she realised. She decided to join the Social Organization she had heard about last week. That way she'd be able to contribute as much as she could for the society.
Her mind was now clear. She decided not to waste any more time and was all set to leave when her 80 year old grandmom, who was pretty much confined to her bed 24/7 called out for her. "Sudha. Can u get me a cup of water, please?", she cried, unaware of the kind of urgency Sudha was in. "Mom will be home in 5 minutes. Ask her to give you water. Am in a hurry". She started her Scooty and accelerated it and felt the fresh air hitting her face.
"It's a new beginning to my life", she said to herself.
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