Men always strive for the things they want to have. And they get things. After that????
A big question mark is there…. If you get the most awaited things in your life, what will happen next? Another temptation will be ready to tempt them. It does not stop. It goes on and on.
Just before few days, a thought struck to my mind. Why can’t we be like an innocent child???? My niece, Heli, is 1yr old now. It’s her first Birthday today i.e.: 13th October, 2010. She always wants to play with the remote control of T.V. And of course, we do not want her to play with that. I observed one thing about her. Whenever we snatch away the remote control from her, she does not react but go for another thing and happily play with that. And I just thought why we can’t be like her. If not this, let that come our way.
Happy Birthday Heli…
And Sorry Dear as I am not there on your first Birthday…
Love you….
God Bless You…
May you Achieve everything that you wish and fulfill the dreams of your father-mother and elders…
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
"5 Reasons Couples Fight and Breakup and What you Can Do About It"
Nearly everyone has experienced a relationship breakup or divorce and it can be one of the most painful periods in your life as you try to heal your broken heart.
1. Old Fears Surface.
It's to be expected that being in an intimate relationship will inevitable bring up fears and challenges from the past. These might include fearing not being good enough, attractive enough, wealthy enough or even feelings of abandonment. If fears are not expected, looked at and healed, they interfere in some way or another with the health of every relationship. Take some time to notice when the fears surface, be loving with
yourself but look inward instead of outward blaming your partner for what clearly is your issue.
Ask yourself if your fears are "true" or are you just making "stories" up in your head. If you are creating those "stories" and there's no basis of truth to them, then change your thinking. It's not always easy to do and it takes moment by moment monitoring of your
thoughts. If you need help and support to make the changes you want in your life, be courageous enough to get it.
You may not have healed your broken heart from past relationships that ended and you find it very difficult to trust your current partner or open your heart completely to him or her. We suggest that you stop living from the hurt of those past relationships and bring yourself into the present moment, without continuing the "stories" of the past. Commit to starting over, allowing your fears to be there but reminding yourself that this is a new day.
2. Not Feeling Understood, Valued, Loved and Appreciated.
Everyone wants to feel understood, valued, loved and appreciated and when we're not, we tend to either withdraw or attack the other person for not meeting our needs. If you want to be appreciated, start appreciating the other people in your life. Sounds simplistic but it really works!
If you are not feeling loved, start being open to seeing and feeling love and appreciation that people are giving you that you may not be aware of in your daily life. It may be that someone allows you to go ahead of them in traffic or tells you to go ahead in a grocery line. Send some appreciation back to them and to everyone around you and watch love snowball in your life.
3. Not Making their Relationship a Priority.
Many couples take each other for granted and don't give their relationship the attention it needs most of the time. The lack of closeness and connection can be overwhelming and can cause great loneliness. Make your relationship a priority in your life. Set aside time everyday to connect with your partner.
We believe that sex happens long before the bedroom. It starts all day long when you have thoughts about your partner--Are these thoughts positive or negative? It continues when you come together--Are you happy to see each other and express love and appreciation or do you great each other with a laundry list of chores, things to be done or grievances?
These are just a couple of ways we make our relationship a priority. Try them in yours!
4. One or Both People are Made to Feel They are "Wrong."
One of the biggest mistakes people make is that they make each other wrong. As soon as critical words are said, defenses and walls go up and suddenly that person who you love and they love you becomes an "enemy."
Before you jump into blaming and judging your partner, stop and take a moment to breathe. Ask yourself if making your partner wrong will drive you further apart or move you closer toward healing. Open your heart to understanding the dynamics of what's going on between the two of you. Understand the full story before you start making someone wrong. So often we assume to know what is in someone's heart and we really don't. Take the time to find out!
5. Not healing your heart after a previous relationship breakup
Many people go from relationship to relationship without truly healing their hearts. They never discover what went wrong in their previous relationship and what they could have done differently. They keep repeating the same mistakes over and over again and always expect a different outcome.
This is what i found via an e-Mail. i found it interesting and sharing with you guys...have fun...
1. Old Fears Surface.
It's to be expected that being in an intimate relationship will inevitable bring up fears and challenges from the past. These might include fearing not being good enough, attractive enough, wealthy enough or even feelings of abandonment. If fears are not expected, looked at and healed, they interfere in some way or another with the health of every relationship. Take some time to notice when the fears surface, be loving with
yourself but look inward instead of outward blaming your partner for what clearly is your issue.
Ask yourself if your fears are "true" or are you just making "stories" up in your head. If you are creating those "stories" and there's no basis of truth to them, then change your thinking. It's not always easy to do and it takes moment by moment monitoring of your
thoughts. If you need help and support to make the changes you want in your life, be courageous enough to get it.
You may not have healed your broken heart from past relationships that ended and you find it very difficult to trust your current partner or open your heart completely to him or her. We suggest that you stop living from the hurt of those past relationships and bring yourself into the present moment, without continuing the "stories" of the past. Commit to starting over, allowing your fears to be there but reminding yourself that this is a new day.
2. Not Feeling Understood, Valued, Loved and Appreciated.
Everyone wants to feel understood, valued, loved and appreciated and when we're not, we tend to either withdraw or attack the other person for not meeting our needs. If you want to be appreciated, start appreciating the other people in your life. Sounds simplistic but it really works!
If you are not feeling loved, start being open to seeing and feeling love and appreciation that people are giving you that you may not be aware of in your daily life. It may be that someone allows you to go ahead of them in traffic or tells you to go ahead in a grocery line. Send some appreciation back to them and to everyone around you and watch love snowball in your life.
3. Not Making their Relationship a Priority.
Many couples take each other for granted and don't give their relationship the attention it needs most of the time. The lack of closeness and connection can be overwhelming and can cause great loneliness. Make your relationship a priority in your life. Set aside time everyday to connect with your partner.
We believe that sex happens long before the bedroom. It starts all day long when you have thoughts about your partner--Are these thoughts positive or negative? It continues when you come together--Are you happy to see each other and express love and appreciation or do you great each other with a laundry list of chores, things to be done or grievances?
These are just a couple of ways we make our relationship a priority. Try them in yours!
4. One or Both People are Made to Feel They are "Wrong."
One of the biggest mistakes people make is that they make each other wrong. As soon as critical words are said, defenses and walls go up and suddenly that person who you love and they love you becomes an "enemy."
Before you jump into blaming and judging your partner, stop and take a moment to breathe. Ask yourself if making your partner wrong will drive you further apart or move you closer toward healing. Open your heart to understanding the dynamics of what's going on between the two of you. Understand the full story before you start making someone wrong. So often we assume to know what is in someone's heart and we really don't. Take the time to find out!
5. Not healing your heart after a previous relationship breakup
Many people go from relationship to relationship without truly healing their hearts. They never discover what went wrong in their previous relationship and what they could have done differently. They keep repeating the same mistakes over and over again and always expect a different outcome.
This is what i found via an e-Mail. i found it interesting and sharing with you guys...have fun...
Thursday, April 15, 2010
...THE MERCIFUL APRIL...
The memorable week has just come to an end. Last week I had been to Lucknow, The Nawabi City of India, to attend International Children’s Film Festival at CMS, world’s largest school. Festival started on 6th of this month but we, Tushar, Kush and I joined them from 9th. We reached their early in the morning when almost nobody was there. After an hour people started coming over there. And we got our room after two hours. The school and the campus were too big to capture in a frame of camera. And plenty of posters were there of different short and feature films of children. After dressing up nicely, we went to the auditorium to see the films, the only thing we had to do there. There were five different auditoriums: Main Audi., having the capacity of 2500 human beings (I don’t know about the animals), and Four Mini Auditoriums, having the capacity of 150 human beings (…………………………………….).
We started watching different films from the very moment. We were running from one Audi. to other Audi. to don’t miss the films. From all the parts of the world the films were submitted. Ours was also there in one them. So many animation films and live action films were shown there. If I start talking about all those films now, it would take much of a time at present. But some unforgettable films like: Jacco’s Film, The Magic Tree, Lost and Found, Time to Love, Ali and the Ball, Lapandav, Vitthal, Vartul, Ice Cream, etc. having unusual subjects in them, yet create a long lasting effect on your mind that you never forget those films. All these films had totally uncommon yet common topic in the films. These films were having quality in them with the X-factor in them, which could attract a five years old child and the delegates of 20 to 80 years old. The stories, the cast, technical aspects, theme line, hard work, of these films were simply marvelous. A five minute film was also there. And its topic was the fear of a child, who is afraid of darkness (which is I think we all have faced when we were children), and how he loses the faith in God at the end. And it was shown in just five minutes. “Hats off to the Director of the film.” All these films I have mentioned have their own peculiarity, which make them must watch. None of these films were either in Hindi or in English. Though we were having subtitles along with the screening, it was nice to see all these films in their languages only. Sometimes language creates no bar in communication, though we don’t know the language.
Here I would like to mention one more film “The Way of the Future” this is the film because of which I got the chance to go there, attend the festival and meet the people, who have creative mind. This is our film. Written, directed and produced by Tushar Sonar (I’ve mentioned the name earlier). It was selected in world cinema section there. The film got a very nice response there. The audience enjoyed the film and got the response at the exact points Tushar, Kush (The Assistant Director of the film), and I had thought. It was good see our own film being screened where other films of the world were also being screened. It was a good experience to be there. I learnt a lot from there being silent and observing the films. I thank Tushar for the last week; it was indeed a memorable week.
We started watching different films from the very moment. We were running from one Audi. to other Audi. to don’t miss the films. From all the parts of the world the films were submitted. Ours was also there in one them. So many animation films and live action films were shown there. If I start talking about all those films now, it would take much of a time at present. But some unforgettable films like: Jacco’s Film, The Magic Tree, Lost and Found, Time to Love, Ali and the Ball, Lapandav, Vitthal, Vartul, Ice Cream, etc. having unusual subjects in them, yet create a long lasting effect on your mind that you never forget those films. All these films had totally uncommon yet common topic in the films. These films were having quality in them with the X-factor in them, which could attract a five years old child and the delegates of 20 to 80 years old. The stories, the cast, technical aspects, theme line, hard work, of these films were simply marvelous. A five minute film was also there. And its topic was the fear of a child, who is afraid of darkness (which is I think we all have faced when we were children), and how he loses the faith in God at the end. And it was shown in just five minutes. “Hats off to the Director of the film.” All these films I have mentioned have their own peculiarity, which make them must watch. None of these films were either in Hindi or in English. Though we were having subtitles along with the screening, it was nice to see all these films in their languages only. Sometimes language creates no bar in communication, though we don’t know the language.
Here I would like to mention one more film “The Way of the Future” this is the film because of which I got the chance to go there, attend the festival and meet the people, who have creative mind. This is our film. Written, directed and produced by Tushar Sonar (I’ve mentioned the name earlier). It was selected in world cinema section there. The film got a very nice response there. The audience enjoyed the film and got the response at the exact points Tushar, Kush (The Assistant Director of the film), and I had thought. It was good see our own film being screened where other films of the world were also being screened. It was a good experience to be there. I learnt a lot from there being silent and observing the films. I thank Tushar for the last week; it was indeed a memorable week.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
STANDING AT THE END OF THE SHORE...
At last the day has arrived. It was almost before a month that I declared that I am going to resign from the present job. And the usual sentences – Now I’ve just few days – started. And now I’ve few hours in this college when I am writing this blog. After one hour I’ll be a past for the college – Shree P. M. Patel Institute of Bio-Sciences, Anand.
I still remember almost all the day after I came here as a lecturer. It is true that this institute has given me the credit of a lecturer. At this point, I would like to admit something, which I could never speak in the time span of two years. I, in the beginning, enjoyed being lecturer in a college. Though, I had not many bad experiences or more good experience, I was not comfortable being here. There was a kind of unsaid bondage, which keeps you ruining day by day. That the burden of unproductive works. I was assigned to do the works like dogs. First few days were like heaven but just after I got my first salary, the problem started. I have a long list of bad experiences, which would take much time and also space. So I would like to avoid my bad experiences.
Tough I had so many bad experiences; I would remember this college for some reason. I don’t why but I had never considered money the most important thing in life. It was always the secondary thing for me. I had not the handsome salary, which one dream of, but I had the salary by which could enjoy and cope with my expenses. The staff I had in college in both years was typical, as I was informed about “The Typical Staff Members” in the world. Yet, they had their unique way of behaving. They were friendly. Playing games in the staff room is a bit awkward thing for staff room, which we did many a time, partying for no reason, enjoying every festival with the same zeal was the striking feature of my staff room. I learnt a lot from my staff members. I am thankful to them as they guided me in many ways. I’ll miss them, wherever I go.
My first batch – the batch of F. Y. B. Sc. of 2008-09 was my first batch. Each and every students of that batch has a separate space in my heart. I can never forget them. I may not remember their names, but I’ll never forget them. Whether they were my counseling students or not they came with some of their problems to me. The time of rehearsals was the memorable period. Practicing with them for the performance for the annual day brings out many fruitful things as well as it says how they respect you. In both years, the time of rehearsals was unforgettable whether it was youth festival or annual day, whether it was for singing, dance or song parody. They sometimes fight, sometimes get angry with me, sometimes don’t follow the instructions properly, yet they were students with desire to do something. I still remember a sentence spoken by a student – YOU ALWAYS HAVE SOLUTION OF MY EVERY PROBLEMS. Sorry students I can’t be with you during the time of your practical examinations. All the best for the examination. I know you do your best in the examination. I wish you the bright future.
I’ll miss this surrounding – these students, these staff members, the chair, peons, and many more things. I am free now. Waiting for the last hour’s end…see you soon…good bye for now…All The Best… JIVAN CHALNE KA NAAM CHALTE RAHO SUBAH - SHAAM...
I still remember almost all the day after I came here as a lecturer. It is true that this institute has given me the credit of a lecturer. At this point, I would like to admit something, which I could never speak in the time span of two years. I, in the beginning, enjoyed being lecturer in a college. Though, I had not many bad experiences or more good experience, I was not comfortable being here. There was a kind of unsaid bondage, which keeps you ruining day by day. That the burden of unproductive works. I was assigned to do the works like dogs. First few days were like heaven but just after I got my first salary, the problem started. I have a long list of bad experiences, which would take much time and also space. So I would like to avoid my bad experiences.
Tough I had so many bad experiences; I would remember this college for some reason. I don’t why but I had never considered money the most important thing in life. It was always the secondary thing for me. I had not the handsome salary, which one dream of, but I had the salary by which could enjoy and cope with my expenses. The staff I had in college in both years was typical, as I was informed about “The Typical Staff Members” in the world. Yet, they had their unique way of behaving. They were friendly. Playing games in the staff room is a bit awkward thing for staff room, which we did many a time, partying for no reason, enjoying every festival with the same zeal was the striking feature of my staff room. I learnt a lot from my staff members. I am thankful to them as they guided me in many ways. I’ll miss them, wherever I go.
My first batch – the batch of F. Y. B. Sc. of 2008-09 was my first batch. Each and every students of that batch has a separate space in my heart. I can never forget them. I may not remember their names, but I’ll never forget them. Whether they were my counseling students or not they came with some of their problems to me. The time of rehearsals was the memorable period. Practicing with them for the performance for the annual day brings out many fruitful things as well as it says how they respect you. In both years, the time of rehearsals was unforgettable whether it was youth festival or annual day, whether it was for singing, dance or song parody. They sometimes fight, sometimes get angry with me, sometimes don’t follow the instructions properly, yet they were students with desire to do something. I still remember a sentence spoken by a student – YOU ALWAYS HAVE SOLUTION OF MY EVERY PROBLEMS. Sorry students I can’t be with you during the time of your practical examinations. All the best for the examination. I know you do your best in the examination. I wish you the bright future.
I’ll miss this surrounding – these students, these staff members, the chair, peons, and many more things. I am free now. Waiting for the last hour’s end…see you soon…good bye for now…All The Best… JIVAN CHALNE KA NAAM CHALTE RAHO SUBAH - SHAAM...
Sunday, March 21, 2010
...THE RANCHO OF OUR GROUP...
Hi friends...sorry for the last post...as it was directly from the heart and i was carried away by emotions...doesn't really matter...but this post is dedicated to a person...yes the RANCHO of our group according to me...and i hope Rushabh, Bunty, Aakash and Pappu will agree with me...he is Rushi...
i was in F.Y. when i met him for the first time...then he shifted to our hostel and we were in a same hostel for next five years...(Graduation=3 + Post Graduation=2 = 5)...in these five years...we fought,we played games,we studied,we shared our secrets...all mischievous things looked always easy to do as we were in group...
i always liked to watch horror movies but after that in the night i would be afraid to sleep alone in the night,Rushi was the person and till today he might only knowing this fact that he used to tell me that, "don't worry hold my hand, everything will be fine." and it used to work i don;t know how,but it always worked for me...
though in the first meeting of Rushi, he may seem a little rude as he scolded a neighbour(he was in the next room,and we were just knowing each other), when he asked for just a match box...at that time his mood was not good...i still remember (not the exact date) when he slapped me as i was smoking...in S.Y. i performed one drama where i had to smoke and as other friends were forcing me to show them how do i smoke in drama,i kept my cigarette on lips and immediately he slapped saying, "did your father expecting this from you after sending here to study???"(tara baapa a tane atla mate bhanva moklyo chhe???)as he was a bit healthier i could not say anything, in fact bunty said something to him on that...i never minded that thing...
it was in T.Y, when we were having the feeling that we would be departed and it would be the end of friendship,but no we started P.G. and staying in same hostel and a room...he gave me the shoulder after my first brake up and he used to stay with me as he was knowing my condition that i would take any steps...thank god and thanks to Rushi...that i am here today...yes he himself went out and brought a packet of cigarette for me...
he was also good in studies...(but that is not the point at present...)we are still friends...he is now practically very far from here but through internet, we can talk sometimes...sometimes Rushabh sends my messages to him and his messages to me...the question would arise, what is the reason i am writing a blog about my friend??? the reason is he is married now...yes this is the reason...
while talking at the middle of the time, once i had promised him that, "i would come to sign from your side if you would get married officially in court..." i could not be with him and could not keep my promise...he was the rancho of our group and he is still...congrats Rushi for your future life...congrats to you...
i was in F.Y. when i met him for the first time...then he shifted to our hostel and we were in a same hostel for next five years...(Graduation=3 + Post Graduation=2 = 5)...in these five years...we fought,we played games,we studied,we shared our secrets...all mischievous things looked always easy to do as we were in group...
i always liked to watch horror movies but after that in the night i would be afraid to sleep alone in the night,Rushi was the person and till today he might only knowing this fact that he used to tell me that, "don't worry hold my hand, everything will be fine." and it used to work i don;t know how,but it always worked for me...
though in the first meeting of Rushi, he may seem a little rude as he scolded a neighbour(he was in the next room,and we were just knowing each other), when he asked for just a match box...at that time his mood was not good...i still remember (not the exact date) when he slapped me as i was smoking...in S.Y. i performed one drama where i had to smoke and as other friends were forcing me to show them how do i smoke in drama,i kept my cigarette on lips and immediately he slapped saying, "did your father expecting this from you after sending here to study???"(tara baapa a tane atla mate bhanva moklyo chhe???)as he was a bit healthier i could not say anything, in fact bunty said something to him on that...i never minded that thing...
it was in T.Y, when we were having the feeling that we would be departed and it would be the end of friendship,but no we started P.G. and staying in same hostel and a room...he gave me the shoulder after my first brake up and he used to stay with me as he was knowing my condition that i would take any steps...thank god and thanks to Rushi...that i am here today...yes he himself went out and brought a packet of cigarette for me...
he was also good in studies...(but that is not the point at present...)we are still friends...he is now practically very far from here but through internet, we can talk sometimes...sometimes Rushabh sends my messages to him and his messages to me...the question would arise, what is the reason i am writing a blog about my friend??? the reason is he is married now...yes this is the reason...
while talking at the middle of the time, once i had promised him that, "i would come to sign from your side if you would get married officially in court..." i could not be with him and could not keep my promise...he was the rancho of our group and he is still...congrats Rushi for your future life...congrats to you...
Friday, March 19, 2010
KHULI NAZAR HYA KHEL DIKHEGA DUNIYA KA...BANDH AANKH SE DEKH TAMASHA DUNIYA KA...
A very mediocre film of 70s has a realistic song in it...
"Khuli Nazar Kya khel dikhega duniya ka...Bandh Aankh se dekh tamasha duniya ka..."
the name of the film is - Parvarish (featuring Amitabh Bachchan and Vinod Khanna)
the song is filmed in boat where Amitabh the elder brother of Viond Khanna is keeping an eagle eye on him to catch him...but the wordings of the very song describes so many things beyond the happenings shown in the song...
according to me, if you want to live happily in this world, you have to be blind (it means you should close your eyes) do your work silently...otherwise you'll be crushed by a giant elephant...suppose at the middle of the night a terrorist come to a middle class family, where always a person is earning and many to survive.what would be the condition of the head of the family? will he call police?no, definitely not.he'll have to think about the family...he actually cant because of the fear...who trusts police?
it is not so that only they are at the fault...it is because we allow them that's why they rule over us...a lecturer is discontinuing with the job and for that he/she has to pay some month's salary to the trust as they gave chance to the employee before some years...and what would the employee do???as the trust has more power in all the aspects,he would give the asked amount to save his future...and it would go on...and to be so called happy in this world, "you have to close your eyes." and see the world...
simply be the fool and try to understand the ill deeds of it...just few days back, i happened to see the add films of lead india...i was so inspired by that...and determined that i would definitely do something for the nation...but if i put myself at the same place of the employee, i would also do the same...would give silently the asked amount...we dream of being Amitabh of Dewaar, where he deny to give money and fight, but in reality we cant.i can at least promise that i will always be true to myself and to others for the betterment of the nation...
i would try not to be blind to see just the "TAMASHA" of this world. nor i would be Amitabh..but i would devote whatever i can...it is my promise to myself... just wanted to share with you...what is your promise to yourself???try to do at least one thing for our nation...
we all are yelling - Save tigers...
please FIRST SAVE MY NATION...OUR NATION...
"Khuli Nazar Kya khel dikhega duniya ka...Bandh Aankh se dekh tamasha duniya ka..."
the name of the film is - Parvarish (featuring Amitabh Bachchan and Vinod Khanna)
the song is filmed in boat where Amitabh the elder brother of Viond Khanna is keeping an eagle eye on him to catch him...but the wordings of the very song describes so many things beyond the happenings shown in the song...
according to me, if you want to live happily in this world, you have to be blind (it means you should close your eyes) do your work silently...otherwise you'll be crushed by a giant elephant...suppose at the middle of the night a terrorist come to a middle class family, where always a person is earning and many to survive.what would be the condition of the head of the family? will he call police?no, definitely not.he'll have to think about the family...he actually cant because of the fear...who trusts police?
it is not so that only they are at the fault...it is because we allow them that's why they rule over us...a lecturer is discontinuing with the job and for that he/she has to pay some month's salary to the trust as they gave chance to the employee before some years...and what would the employee do???as the trust has more power in all the aspects,he would give the asked amount to save his future...and it would go on...and to be so called happy in this world, "you have to close your eyes." and see the world...
simply be the fool and try to understand the ill deeds of it...just few days back, i happened to see the add films of lead india...i was so inspired by that...and determined that i would definitely do something for the nation...but if i put myself at the same place of the employee, i would also do the same...would give silently the asked amount...we dream of being Amitabh of Dewaar, where he deny to give money and fight, but in reality we cant.i can at least promise that i will always be true to myself and to others for the betterment of the nation...
i would try not to be blind to see just the "TAMASHA" of this world. nor i would be Amitabh..but i would devote whatever i can...it is my promise to myself... just wanted to share with you...what is your promise to yourself???try to do at least one thing for our nation...
we all are yelling - Save tigers...
please FIRST SAVE MY NATION...OUR NATION...
Monday, March 15, 2010
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST - "THAT'S MY TITLE"
The title of my first blog was - "Why I started blog?" and left it without answering. simply because i didn't know at that time what to do next. if Pinter had read that title and found the rest of the page blank, he would have interpret it in a different way- but NO. It was not a deliberately put "inter pause", which shows(sometimes) the emptiness of life. but just before few minutes i was thinking, why I started blogging? and could find some answers.
i started to blog keeping in mind that i would share my ideas with the people around the world, forgetting that why a person sitting in north Africa would read my blog and change his life. and id he does so...am i going to know that thing? NO...yes friends---NO...It shows the basic nature of human being. "Survival"...
Before one and half decade, when i was in school, there was a trend, if you were unaware about video games then you would be consider as an illiterate person. i cried a lot for video game and i got that. i did that to survive in that world. it was followed by cycle, scooter, motorcycle, etc...
in the days of graduation, i found many of my Friends having cell phones with them and the same feeling of survival struck to my mind. i demanded it. and almost every new models of them. "The theory of survival is applied here also." the theory of existence - i should have knowledge of computers and every new inventions. and it brought bike and laptop in my life.
in college, we studied a play written by Christopher Marlow - "Dr. Faustus". in the play Dr. Faustus is depicted as a highly knowledgeable person yet he craves for more knowledge and finally, the thirst of knowledge brings his death with a lot of pain.
where is the root of all these thirst???when this thirst is going to end???
what would our children crave for???who would be consider illiterate at that time???
perhaps we...as we have given them the gift of virtual world...how would they get experience of real world???the origin is still hidden in the fruit of knowledge and that's why i started blogging. To survive...
i started to blog keeping in mind that i would share my ideas with the people around the world, forgetting that why a person sitting in north Africa would read my blog and change his life. and id he does so...am i going to know that thing? NO...yes friends---NO...It shows the basic nature of human being. "Survival"...
Before one and half decade, when i was in school, there was a trend, if you were unaware about video games then you would be consider as an illiterate person. i cried a lot for video game and i got that. i did that to survive in that world. it was followed by cycle, scooter, motorcycle, etc...
in the days of graduation, i found many of my Friends having cell phones with them and the same feeling of survival struck to my mind. i demanded it. and almost every new models of them. "The theory of survival is applied here also." the theory of existence - i should have knowledge of computers and every new inventions. and it brought bike and laptop in my life.
in college, we studied a play written by Christopher Marlow - "Dr. Faustus". in the play Dr. Faustus is depicted as a highly knowledgeable person yet he craves for more knowledge and finally, the thirst of knowledge brings his death with a lot of pain.
where is the root of all these thirst???when this thirst is going to end???
what would our children crave for???who would be consider illiterate at that time???
perhaps we...as we have given them the gift of virtual world...how would they get experience of real world???the origin is still hidden in the fruit of knowledge and that's why i started blogging. To survive...
Sunday, March 14, 2010
...KON KAHE IS OR TU OHIR AYE NA AYE...
Read Sunday Life of 14th March, 2010, specially about the unforgettable roles and characters of Hindi film industry. it talks about the story behind almost all legendary happenings of the industry. the famous line that we always use among our friend that "No Thank you and No Sorry in Friendship." is actually a line spoken by an actress who is not much talked, Bhagyashree in a famous film "Maine Pyar Kiya." but never bothered to think about that but ask those who were in college at that time (in 1989, possibly their sons and daughters would be studying college and they would be speaking these lines also.
"Mere Paas Maa Hai" no need to explain the line is from the Bhagwad Gita Of Hindi film industry (Dewaar, featuring Amitabh and Shashi Kapoor. The only line which could show the importance of other then Amitabh on screen in that era and remembered till date.
"Basanti" - Talking about her character in Sholay, Hema Malini said that though her character in Sita or Gita were of much importance, Basanti is still remembered today.
others characters were also there with other story like Mogambo of Mr. India, the line by Prem Chopra - "Prem Naam Hai Mera, Prem Chopra." in Raj Kapoor's "Bobby" introducing Rishi Kapoor and Dimple Kapadia. Shammi Kapoor in the song "Yahoo"
the songs and the incidents are the things which we do remember life time. deep thinking of the article forced me to think that the things we do by heart always become the land mark. they have never mentioned but i think and can say that they might have done all these things by that heart.
a line of a song - "Apni Kahani Chhod Jaa, Kuch to Nishani Chhod Jaa, Kon Kahe Is Or Tu Phir Aye Na Aye." (Do Bigha Zamin)says clearly that you are not immortal, so do something that can make people remember you after your death. this line would be there in the mind of all these people, while doing all these things.
a child does not know Who Amrish Puri, but do remember Mogambo. Not Amjad Khan but Gabbar. and we do remember them after their death.
lets try to do something that can be remembered after our death. at least a thing by heart.
APNI KAHANI CHHOD JAA, KUCH TO NISHANI JAA, KON KAHE IS OR TU OHIR AYE NA AYE...
"Mere Paas Maa Hai" no need to explain the line is from the Bhagwad Gita Of Hindi film industry (Dewaar, featuring Amitabh and Shashi Kapoor. The only line which could show the importance of other then Amitabh on screen in that era and remembered till date.
"Basanti" - Talking about her character in Sholay, Hema Malini said that though her character in Sita or Gita were of much importance, Basanti is still remembered today.
others characters were also there with other story like Mogambo of Mr. India, the line by Prem Chopra - "Prem Naam Hai Mera, Prem Chopra." in Raj Kapoor's "Bobby" introducing Rishi Kapoor and Dimple Kapadia. Shammi Kapoor in the song "Yahoo"
the songs and the incidents are the things which we do remember life time. deep thinking of the article forced me to think that the things we do by heart always become the land mark. they have never mentioned but i think and can say that they might have done all these things by that heart.
a line of a song - "Apni Kahani Chhod Jaa, Kuch to Nishani Chhod Jaa, Kon Kahe Is Or Tu Phir Aye Na Aye." (Do Bigha Zamin)says clearly that you are not immortal, so do something that can make people remember you after your death. this line would be there in the mind of all these people, while doing all these things.
a child does not know Who Amrish Puri, but do remember Mogambo. Not Amjad Khan but Gabbar. and we do remember them after their death.
lets try to do something that can be remembered after our death. at least a thing by heart.
APNI KAHANI CHHOD JAA, KUCH TO NISHANI JAA, KON KAHE IS OR TU OHIR AYE NA AYE...
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
MY FIRST, SECOND AND THIRD ENCOUNTER WITH N.I.D., AHMEDABAD.
It was almost six years back when Atanusir called me to H. M. Patel Institute and said that we are going to NID to perform our drama. I thought, at that time, that NID is National Institute of Dramatics, which was a misconception at that time. Actually NID is National Institute of Designing. And they had course in which they had to study Dramatics. But it was really a nice experience. It was for the first time when I did not attend musical evening of my college though I was the cultural secretary, and it was my event. I went at NID for the performance of Zuku Zuku Aa Gilare Gaadi, one act which won the third prize at national level competition in the same year. I was excited about the performance over there. After we gave our performance, a group of four girls, they were extremely beautiful that I’d never dreamed about, and two boys, sorry but I did not observed them, and started discussing about my character. And others were around other characters. As soon as we crossed the non-smoking zone, one of the girls, who was around me, took out a packet of a cigarette, I don’t remember the brand now, and offered me as, she might have observed me keenly, I had to smoke in that drama. I didn’t on that day but I did the action. I was shocked as she was the first girl I had seen smoking. And she was shocked that I was smoking in drama and not actually. The reason they were talking with me about my character was that they were given an assignment to make our costumes according to our characters. When we reached for lunch, I saw around, where most of the students were foreigners and I realized the value of the institute. It was for the first time that I was talking with few persons originally outsiders of India. Somewhere back to my mind I thought of being a student of the institute but I knew that was not possible for me. So, I changed my mind and thought of being a lecturer there. But then again I came to know that all the courses which were running there have drawing background. I consol my heart saying: it is good to perform at such a nice place. And came back with a nice experience of performance, campus, people, food, etc… I captured all those things in my mind knowing that I would never come here again.
Cut to 2008, March. I was in B.Ed. at H. M. Patel Institute. Atanusir called me (this time I was having my own cell phone and the same number which was gifted by my parents on winning the prize at national level in that drama.) and said that we are going to NID to perform Dahan, one act play in which I was playing two roles simultaneously and both were the important roles of villain. It didn’t win any prize at any level but the beautiful thing about that drama was that Atanusir had directed this drama directly after Zuku Zuku Aa Gilare Gaadi. And I was the part of both the dramas. This time I was excited, but with experience as I had visited the institute before. And all others were unaware about the glory of the institute. Some changes were there in the institute but it was the same. The students were different but the nature of the students was the same as it was before. Girls were as freely smoking as they were earlier. We performed Dahan and Kalpkuwo this time, which were appreciated by all. As I’d told all that as soon as we’d finish our drama, the students of NID will approach us and will start asking about our characters. But I was disappointed this time as none of them approached us, simply because sir forgot to give them assignment this time. But never mind it was the second meeting and I enjoyed being there for the second time among them. And also happy that two of sir’s drama were performed there and I was in both of them. We had lunch and came back to V. V. Nagar in time. Though I thought first time that I would never get chance to come here again, I came for the second time. This forced me to be positive for my minor dream, that I want to come here as a lecturer.
Cut to: September, 2009: I finished my viva of M.Phil. and went to meet Atanusir. In the same meeting he told me that do note the 3rd March in your diary as we are having workshop at NID and I am one of those, who are going to conduct this workshop. The others were Kumarbhai and Atanusir himself. I was not having such a diary where I can note the date but then too, I kept that in my mind and I wrote in a page. I had been praying to god that I want to go to NID this time and the reason was a fare enough, at least for me. And as the date came nearer sir called me on the same number and said, “Dipan, we are not doing it”…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………., and he said, “on third march. Because we have Holi in between so, we have to shift the date.” And I was relaxed that the date is confirmed. But again the problem of shooting was there. And Kumarbhai denied coming as he was busy in editing. I thought that sir would say that we’d do it next time. But know he said that we’ll do on forth, so you do come. And I reached there in time. Had my tea and breakfast there only, behaving in a manner that I am known to this atmosphere and some of the students are even don’t know the institute since the time I know the same institute, I went to the classroom and sir introduced me as person form theatre saying, “He lives theatre….we’ll enjoy his company today.” After attending their reading of a play, we went to OAT (Open Air Theatre) with them. As soon as the students came, we started with different warm up exercises to build up their confidence in which they were excellent. Yes it is true that they feel they are different from others and they live in their own world, but this time as I got chance to know them more closely, I realized that though they be in their world, they give respect the person who is better than them in whatever field. They did all given works sincerely as expected from them. They were constantly busy in activity. Though the students of designing have nothing to do with dramatics, they were interested in what would be followed in workshop. Sir and I were constantly busy in instructing them for each and every exercise and it seemed that they were enjoying something different from their usual classes. It was good experience for them as they got a chance to know the world of theatre a bit closer and it was good for me also that I got a chance to conduct those students of the country who are rated in first fifty students of India in designing. The funny thing is they call everyone their by their name, even their lecturers. You never come to know who is student and who is teacher, who is peon. One funnier incident happened that, I heard some words in Gujarati in campus and I thought, “Hey, I heard Gujarati, yeah…” and then I realized that I was in Gujarati. It happened because we all were communicating either in English or in Hindi that I forgot that I am in Gujarat. From 9:30am to 7:00pm I was at NID, completely in a different world. Enjoyed being there. I came back with a promise that I’d go to NID every time, for this day – The Workshop Day. See you soon NID.
Cut to 2008, March. I was in B.Ed. at H. M. Patel Institute. Atanusir called me (this time I was having my own cell phone and the same number which was gifted by my parents on winning the prize at national level in that drama.) and said that we are going to NID to perform Dahan, one act play in which I was playing two roles simultaneously and both were the important roles of villain. It didn’t win any prize at any level but the beautiful thing about that drama was that Atanusir had directed this drama directly after Zuku Zuku Aa Gilare Gaadi. And I was the part of both the dramas. This time I was excited, but with experience as I had visited the institute before. And all others were unaware about the glory of the institute. Some changes were there in the institute but it was the same. The students were different but the nature of the students was the same as it was before. Girls were as freely smoking as they were earlier. We performed Dahan and Kalpkuwo this time, which were appreciated by all. As I’d told all that as soon as we’d finish our drama, the students of NID will approach us and will start asking about our characters. But I was disappointed this time as none of them approached us, simply because sir forgot to give them assignment this time. But never mind it was the second meeting and I enjoyed being there for the second time among them. And also happy that two of sir’s drama were performed there and I was in both of them. We had lunch and came back to V. V. Nagar in time. Though I thought first time that I would never get chance to come here again, I came for the second time. This forced me to be positive for my minor dream, that I want to come here as a lecturer.
Cut to: September, 2009: I finished my viva of M.Phil. and went to meet Atanusir. In the same meeting he told me that do note the 3rd March in your diary as we are having workshop at NID and I am one of those, who are going to conduct this workshop. The others were Kumarbhai and Atanusir himself. I was not having such a diary where I can note the date but then too, I kept that in my mind and I wrote in a page. I had been praying to god that I want to go to NID this time and the reason was a fare enough, at least for me. And as the date came nearer sir called me on the same number and said, “Dipan, we are not doing it”…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………., and he said, “on third march. Because we have Holi in between so, we have to shift the date.” And I was relaxed that the date is confirmed. But again the problem of shooting was there. And Kumarbhai denied coming as he was busy in editing. I thought that sir would say that we’d do it next time. But know he said that we’ll do on forth, so you do come. And I reached there in time. Had my tea and breakfast there only, behaving in a manner that I am known to this atmosphere and some of the students are even don’t know the institute since the time I know the same institute, I went to the classroom and sir introduced me as person form theatre saying, “He lives theatre….we’ll enjoy his company today.” After attending their reading of a play, we went to OAT (Open Air Theatre) with them. As soon as the students came, we started with different warm up exercises to build up their confidence in which they were excellent. Yes it is true that they feel they are different from others and they live in their own world, but this time as I got chance to know them more closely, I realized that though they be in their world, they give respect the person who is better than them in whatever field. They did all given works sincerely as expected from them. They were constantly busy in activity. Though the students of designing have nothing to do with dramatics, they were interested in what would be followed in workshop. Sir and I were constantly busy in instructing them for each and every exercise and it seemed that they were enjoying something different from their usual classes. It was good experience for them as they got a chance to know the world of theatre a bit closer and it was good for me also that I got a chance to conduct those students of the country who are rated in first fifty students of India in designing. The funny thing is they call everyone their by their name, even their lecturers. You never come to know who is student and who is teacher, who is peon. One funnier incident happened that, I heard some words in Gujarati in campus and I thought, “Hey, I heard Gujarati, yeah…” and then I realized that I was in Gujarati. It happened because we all were communicating either in English or in Hindi that I forgot that I am in Gujarat. From 9:30am to 7:00pm I was at NID, completely in a different world. Enjoyed being there. I came back with a promise that I’d go to NID every time, for this day – The Workshop Day. See you soon NID.
Friday, February 19, 2010
SOMETIMES WE GET BIG THINGS IN SMALL PACKETS...CHECK IT OUT...
It was yesterday when I was all set to write my new post and I received a call from my friend to book a table for four as they were all set to come to the nearest hotel from my hostel. And I gave up writing the post at that time. Truly speaking I did not like at that particular point of time when I had to give up my writing not for my friend but for a person whom I had never met. Anyways, I came to my hostel and booked a table. I waited for fifteen to twenty minutes and before I develop a feeling that it would have been better if I had stayed for a bit longer, a bike arrived followed by Scorpio. One by one they came towards me and they get settled. A person approached me and said, “Hi, I am Atul.” To which I politely replied, “Yes, I heard about you a lot from my friends. Hello, I am Dipan.” (Note: I am deliberately not mentioning the names of my friends. Sorry for that.)
I said those things just to be humble and to show that my friends keep talking about him. Truly speaking I heard his name just two days before. But one thing is sure that when I heard his name I thought that I had heard or read his name somewhere. But there are lots of people having the same name. I gave the very thought at that time. From yesterday’s talk I recollected that he the same Atul whose exhibition of paintings is here in Vallabh Vidyanagar, Gujarat, India. And a usual image of a painter immediately approached my mind, which was broken when he said about his paintings on Shabari. Yes sir and madam, the same Shabari we have seen in our all time great epic Ramayana. He said that he got inspiration of painting Shabari after watching three paintings of her at Delhi in 1988. (Let me tell you that in 1988, I was just four years old.) He said that we have seen Shabari in her old age only, when Rama meets her but no one knows about her youth and her life there as a tribal woman. (When he was describing the youth of Shabari, I was having the picture of the heroin of Avataar – Tribal woman at Pendora. I thought the she must be looking like her.) To the surprise of everyone he also said that there isn’t any character of Shabari in Valmiki’s Ramayana. And in his paintings of Shabari, he has depicted her life in tribe before leaving that world. As he said, Shabari left her home because she saw a lot of flesh and blood of animals and birds at the time of her marriage, she left her home denying to leave in that cruel world. I am excited to see all those paintings which describe the Shabari, we have never met or even imagined. Shabari to us was always a very old lady having cough and walking with the help of a wooden stick. Yes, it is true. You even will see the same doing by a ten years old girl playing Shabari in competition.
The thing is, we can never believe what we have not seen. That is the human mindset. My Papa always tell us if a person of present era have capacity to do some unbelievable things like banding down iron by just looking at it, then a person in ancient can easily do so many miracles which we cannot even think. The same thing is applicable here. We, the society, have accepted Shabari as an old lady waiting for Rama, but what about the Shabari’s own life. I meet you today, but it doesn’t mean that you were not having your life before meeting me. Or I was not having life before meeting you. You will tell me in pure Hindi, “ARE YAAR AAM KHAO NA, GUTALI O SE KYA LENA HAI?” Am I right? But my answer is – I am not interested in as the above saying suggests, but I wanna say that every individual has his/her/its own value and stand. There is always a lot more than we can perceive as it happened with me yesterday only. I thought Atul might one of the very good friends of my friend and a painter. But Atul is not simply Atul. He is Atul Dodiya, one of the finest painters of India, whose name can easily be spoken with legendary M. F. Hussain. He is one of those few well acclaimed painters outside the country. And I was really obliged when I came to know that I had a cup of tea when he was having his dinner at my hostel. Thank you friends for forcing me to come over there to meet him. Thanx Atul.
I said those things just to be humble and to show that my friends keep talking about him. Truly speaking I heard his name just two days before. But one thing is sure that when I heard his name I thought that I had heard or read his name somewhere. But there are lots of people having the same name. I gave the very thought at that time. From yesterday’s talk I recollected that he the same Atul whose exhibition of paintings is here in Vallabh Vidyanagar, Gujarat, India. And a usual image of a painter immediately approached my mind, which was broken when he said about his paintings on Shabari. Yes sir and madam, the same Shabari we have seen in our all time great epic Ramayana. He said that he got inspiration of painting Shabari after watching three paintings of her at Delhi in 1988. (Let me tell you that in 1988, I was just four years old.) He said that we have seen Shabari in her old age only, when Rama meets her but no one knows about her youth and her life there as a tribal woman. (When he was describing the youth of Shabari, I was having the picture of the heroin of Avataar – Tribal woman at Pendora. I thought the she must be looking like her.) To the surprise of everyone he also said that there isn’t any character of Shabari in Valmiki’s Ramayana. And in his paintings of Shabari, he has depicted her life in tribe before leaving that world. As he said, Shabari left her home because she saw a lot of flesh and blood of animals and birds at the time of her marriage, she left her home denying to leave in that cruel world. I am excited to see all those paintings which describe the Shabari, we have never met or even imagined. Shabari to us was always a very old lady having cough and walking with the help of a wooden stick. Yes, it is true. You even will see the same doing by a ten years old girl playing Shabari in competition.
The thing is, we can never believe what we have not seen. That is the human mindset. My Papa always tell us if a person of present era have capacity to do some unbelievable things like banding down iron by just looking at it, then a person in ancient can easily do so many miracles which we cannot even think. The same thing is applicable here. We, the society, have accepted Shabari as an old lady waiting for Rama, but what about the Shabari’s own life. I meet you today, but it doesn’t mean that you were not having your life before meeting me. Or I was not having life before meeting you. You will tell me in pure Hindi, “ARE YAAR AAM KHAO NA, GUTALI O SE KYA LENA HAI?” Am I right? But my answer is – I am not interested in as the above saying suggests, but I wanna say that every individual has his/her/its own value and stand. There is always a lot more than we can perceive as it happened with me yesterday only. I thought Atul might one of the very good friends of my friend and a painter. But Atul is not simply Atul. He is Atul Dodiya, one of the finest painters of India, whose name can easily be spoken with legendary M. F. Hussain. He is one of those few well acclaimed painters outside the country. And I was really obliged when I came to know that I had a cup of tea when he was having his dinner at my hostel. Thank you friends for forcing me to come over there to meet him. Thanx Atul.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
LOVE IS IN THE AIR...OR IN MOVIES???
Not much to say about valentine's day...but i am going to just share my 10 favourite love/romantic songs of hindi cinema...
01 - Ye kahaan a Gaye hum...yuhi sath sath chalte... - from "Silsila"
02 - Tumne Mujhe Dekah, Hokar Maherbaan... - from "Tisri Manzil"
03 - Pyar Hua, Ikaraar Hua Hai, Pyar se Fir Kyu Darta Hai Dil??? - from "Shree 420"
04 - Ramaiya Vasta Vaiya, Ramaiya Vasta Vaiya... - from "Shree 420"
05 - Roop Tera Mastana, Pyar Mera Diwana... - from "Aradhna"
06 - Pehla Nasha... - from "Jo Jita Wahi Sikandar"
07 - Isharo Isharo Main Dil Lene Vale, Bata Ye Hunar Tne Sikha Kaha Se??? -from "Kashmir Ki Kali"
08 - Bekhudi Main Sanam, Uth Gaye Jo Kadam... - from "Hasina Maan Jayegi"
09 - Tera Mujhase Hai Pehle Ka Naata Koi... - from "Aa Gale Lag Jaa"
10 - Pyar Kia to Darna Kya... - "Mughal - e - Aazam"
No, these are no the ranks of all these great songs i like or more precisely i love. i've written these songs just to say that i love these songs... the reason behind loving these songs is, i can listen to them and fall in love with them without any bondage of time. if in the middle of the night you hear a voice saying, "Tanhai ki ek raat idhar bhi hai, Udhar bhi..." and you wake up from your sleep just to listen the complet song...you are travelling in train and from a far seat you hear a sound and you start murmuring, "Rook gai...ye Zamin, Tham gaya Aasamaan, Janeman, JaneJaan..Tumne Mujhe..." without bothering who are sitting beside you.
years have passed to some of these songs but still they are the landmarks of great love... one doesnt have any option then to love them...look at the philosophy used in the songs..."Pyar Hua,Ikaraar Hua Hai, Pyar se fir kyu darta hai dil?" then the answer comes, "Kehta dil,Rasta Mushkil, Maalum Nahi Hai Kahan Manzil..." The second from the same film, "Rasta wahi or musafir wahi, ek tara najane kaha chhip gaya, ek tara najane kaha chhip gaya, duniya wahi duniya wale wahi, koi kya jane kiska jahaan lut gaya, koi kya jane kiska jahan lut gaya, mejo dukh pau to kya aaj pachatau to kya, mene dil tujhko diya...meri aankho me rahe kon jo mujh se kahe, mene dil tujh ko diya." and the milestone of all love songs and lovers, this song is dedicated to all of them years before, "Pyar kia to Darna Kya....Parda Nahi Jab Koi Khuda Se, Bando Se Parda Karna Kya...Jab..."
all the songs have their peculiarity... they all are great in their way.. Shammi Kapoor and Sharmila Tagore..."Maana Ke Jaane Jahan, Lakho me tum ek ho, Hamari nigaho ki bhi Kuch to magar Daad Do, Ye Ranjha ki Baatein Ye Majnu Ke Kisse Alag To Nahi Hai Meri Daastan Se...Isharo..." Shashi Kapoor in 'Bekhudi Me Sanam..." and "Tera Mujh se Hai Pehle Ka naata Koi..." beautiful or more precisely lovable songs of all time... these are my favpourite 10 love/romantic songs with wich i can fall in love any time... what are yours???
P.S. : HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY...
01 - Ye kahaan a Gaye hum...yuhi sath sath chalte... - from "Silsila"
02 - Tumne Mujhe Dekah, Hokar Maherbaan... - from "Tisri Manzil"
03 - Pyar Hua, Ikaraar Hua Hai, Pyar se Fir Kyu Darta Hai Dil??? - from "Shree 420"
04 - Ramaiya Vasta Vaiya, Ramaiya Vasta Vaiya... - from "Shree 420"
05 - Roop Tera Mastana, Pyar Mera Diwana... - from "Aradhna"
06 - Pehla Nasha... - from "Jo Jita Wahi Sikandar"
07 - Isharo Isharo Main Dil Lene Vale, Bata Ye Hunar Tne Sikha Kaha Se??? -from "Kashmir Ki Kali"
08 - Bekhudi Main Sanam, Uth Gaye Jo Kadam... - from "Hasina Maan Jayegi"
09 - Tera Mujhase Hai Pehle Ka Naata Koi... - from "Aa Gale Lag Jaa"
10 - Pyar Kia to Darna Kya... - "Mughal - e - Aazam"
No, these are no the ranks of all these great songs i like or more precisely i love. i've written these songs just to say that i love these songs... the reason behind loving these songs is, i can listen to them and fall in love with them without any bondage of time. if in the middle of the night you hear a voice saying, "Tanhai ki ek raat idhar bhi hai, Udhar bhi..." and you wake up from your sleep just to listen the complet song...you are travelling in train and from a far seat you hear a sound and you start murmuring, "Rook gai...ye Zamin, Tham gaya Aasamaan, Janeman, JaneJaan..Tumne Mujhe..." without bothering who are sitting beside you.
years have passed to some of these songs but still they are the landmarks of great love... one doesnt have any option then to love them...look at the philosophy used in the songs..."Pyar Hua,Ikaraar Hua Hai, Pyar se fir kyu darta hai dil?" then the answer comes, "Kehta dil,Rasta Mushkil, Maalum Nahi Hai Kahan Manzil..." The second from the same film, "Rasta wahi or musafir wahi, ek tara najane kaha chhip gaya, ek tara najane kaha chhip gaya, duniya wahi duniya wale wahi, koi kya jane kiska jahaan lut gaya, koi kya jane kiska jahan lut gaya, mejo dukh pau to kya aaj pachatau to kya, mene dil tujhko diya...meri aankho me rahe kon jo mujh se kahe, mene dil tujh ko diya." and the milestone of all love songs and lovers, this song is dedicated to all of them years before, "Pyar kia to Darna Kya....Parda Nahi Jab Koi Khuda Se, Bando Se Parda Karna Kya...Jab..."
all the songs have their peculiarity... they all are great in their way.. Shammi Kapoor and Sharmila Tagore..."Maana Ke Jaane Jahan, Lakho me tum ek ho, Hamari nigaho ki bhi Kuch to magar Daad Do, Ye Ranjha ki Baatein Ye Majnu Ke Kisse Alag To Nahi Hai Meri Daastan Se...Isharo..." Shashi Kapoor in 'Bekhudi Me Sanam..." and "Tera Mujh se Hai Pehle Ka naata Koi..." beautiful or more precisely lovable songs of all time... these are my favpourite 10 love/romantic songs with wich i can fall in love any time... what are yours???
P.S. : HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY...
Thursday, February 11, 2010
I LOVE YOU MY LITTLE PLANT
Valentine’s Day is coming nearer and I thought lets write something on it. 14th of February is broadly famous for the day of lovers. And there is a misconception in teenagers that no one can deny on 14th of February when a person proposes someone. I would like to ask those who claim that they are true lovers. There is no doubt that the love is the most beautiful thing in the world. But there is one more thing, how we perceive the word. What do we mean by love?
Love… What is the definition of love? In a Hindi movie, the hero, when he was asked, replied that love is friendship. But is it true that love is friendship? There are different opinions about it. Different people have different opinion on that. Whenever the very word is spoken a common human mind would definitely jump upon the relationship he/she shared with another sex or others’ the same kind of relationship. Why do we think about it only? It is a beautiful word but our poor mind is not sufficient enough to perceive the real beauty of the word.
Just a week before, I started a new story in my class. Sorry, but as I am a teacher I relate everything with my profession. And even I take inspiration to write on from my lectures. It’s a different thing that many people hate this thing or more precisely, they laugh on it, but I do it and reflect on my lectures as I like to do it. Okay, coming to the point, I was talking about love and the story I began last week in the class room. It’s a secret that it is one of my favourite stories. It is a love story. No, it’s not between a boy and a girl. But surprisingly, it is a love story of a living thing and ‘non-living thing’. I’ve put inverted coma because we do not know whether it is living or non-living. It talks about the love between a bird and a statue. Both of them are deeply in love with each other. The story is The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde. I am not going to tell you the story as I want you to read the story. And find out how both of them fall in love with each other and what happens at the end. My Papa told me this story when I was in fourth standard and I was, after hearing the story, crying in the lap of my Mummy. And since then, I’ve always find my eyes wet at the end of the story. And I fall in love with the story again and again.
Here is a love story between a bird and a statue. Keep the story apart. In the society, many people are there who represents statue as statues cannot move or they do not have any emotions. And there are many people who are like birds having many dreams, many ideas, many wishes and move here and there very fast with their delicacy. Wilde is not sarcastically talking about these people but I thought so when the story was being discussed in the class. In Raj Kapoor’s Mera Naam Joker, there is a dialogue in which he claims that he loves flowers, stones, nature, rivers, mountains, etc… Primarily, it seems a bit awkward, but I think that can’t we people really think like that? Why is it difficult to love your friends? And if we love them, why is it difficult to claim so. Because, the mindset is such it does not allow us to think beyond one thing. The present concept of love is like a Great Wall of China or Mount Everest just before our nose. They seem so big from the position we are standing. They are there. We need to change our positions. And try to perceive other things of the world. Evaluating love merely with the shallow word sex is insulting it.
Why a person cannot see love when a father is playing cricket with his children though he does not know how to play. What about the love between grand-parents and grand-children when they are sharing beautiful stories of their experiences. Love is everywhere. A boy of 8years old is crying a lot because his toy is broken or lost for some reason. It is because of his love for his toys. Parents deny to sweets just because their eight years old son is prohibited to have sweets because of the problem of teeth. Colleagues hug each other and cry a lot when one of them has got retirement after spending years together. A student sits at the threshold to cry before he is leaving his room of hostel forever, where he stayed for 3, 5, 8 or 10 years. All these things describe nothing but love. Otherwise, a boy won’t cry on losing his toy with reason that it was worth 300 rupees. He just cries and goes on crying. And the same boy after growing up will understand the so called meaning of love.
At this point, I remember a person whom I’ve never met but heard a lot about him. You thought me to love the nature Dinumama. I am thankful to you for that. I know him from his name only but I am inspired by him. Papa used to tell us about him. There are lots of anecdotes of his life but the one I’m going to say is much inspiring. In his home, when he was alive, there was a little nursery, where different plants were planted. After everyone sleeps at night, he would go to the plants and just move his hands on their leaves and kiss them like they are his children. He loved his plants. And he neither claimed that nor did he celebrate Valentine’s Day.
Love… What is the definition of love? In a Hindi movie, the hero, when he was asked, replied that love is friendship. But is it true that love is friendship? There are different opinions about it. Different people have different opinion on that. Whenever the very word is spoken a common human mind would definitely jump upon the relationship he/she shared with another sex or others’ the same kind of relationship. Why do we think about it only? It is a beautiful word but our poor mind is not sufficient enough to perceive the real beauty of the word.
Just a week before, I started a new story in my class. Sorry, but as I am a teacher I relate everything with my profession. And even I take inspiration to write on from my lectures. It’s a different thing that many people hate this thing or more precisely, they laugh on it, but I do it and reflect on my lectures as I like to do it. Okay, coming to the point, I was talking about love and the story I began last week in the class room. It’s a secret that it is one of my favourite stories. It is a love story. No, it’s not between a boy and a girl. But surprisingly, it is a love story of a living thing and ‘non-living thing’. I’ve put inverted coma because we do not know whether it is living or non-living. It talks about the love between a bird and a statue. Both of them are deeply in love with each other. The story is The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde. I am not going to tell you the story as I want you to read the story. And find out how both of them fall in love with each other and what happens at the end. My Papa told me this story when I was in fourth standard and I was, after hearing the story, crying in the lap of my Mummy. And since then, I’ve always find my eyes wet at the end of the story. And I fall in love with the story again and again.
Here is a love story between a bird and a statue. Keep the story apart. In the society, many people are there who represents statue as statues cannot move or they do not have any emotions. And there are many people who are like birds having many dreams, many ideas, many wishes and move here and there very fast with their delicacy. Wilde is not sarcastically talking about these people but I thought so when the story was being discussed in the class. In Raj Kapoor’s Mera Naam Joker, there is a dialogue in which he claims that he loves flowers, stones, nature, rivers, mountains, etc… Primarily, it seems a bit awkward, but I think that can’t we people really think like that? Why is it difficult to love your friends? And if we love them, why is it difficult to claim so. Because, the mindset is such it does not allow us to think beyond one thing. The present concept of love is like a Great Wall of China or Mount Everest just before our nose. They seem so big from the position we are standing. They are there. We need to change our positions. And try to perceive other things of the world. Evaluating love merely with the shallow word sex is insulting it.
Why a person cannot see love when a father is playing cricket with his children though he does not know how to play. What about the love between grand-parents and grand-children when they are sharing beautiful stories of their experiences. Love is everywhere. A boy of 8years old is crying a lot because his toy is broken or lost for some reason. It is because of his love for his toys. Parents deny to sweets just because their eight years old son is prohibited to have sweets because of the problem of teeth. Colleagues hug each other and cry a lot when one of them has got retirement after spending years together. A student sits at the threshold to cry before he is leaving his room of hostel forever, where he stayed for 3, 5, 8 or 10 years. All these things describe nothing but love. Otherwise, a boy won’t cry on losing his toy with reason that it was worth 300 rupees. He just cries and goes on crying. And the same boy after growing up will understand the so called meaning of love.
At this point, I remember a person whom I’ve never met but heard a lot about him. You thought me to love the nature Dinumama. I am thankful to you for that. I know him from his name only but I am inspired by him. Papa used to tell us about him. There are lots of anecdotes of his life but the one I’m going to say is much inspiring. In his home, when he was alive, there was a little nursery, where different plants were planted. After everyone sleeps at night, he would go to the plants and just move his hands on their leaves and kiss them like they are his children. He loved his plants. And he neither claimed that nor did he celebrate Valentine’s Day.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
VAAGH AVYO RE VAAGH...
few days back, discussing about the project of aircel, 'save tigers', he said and written the same thing in his blog that, tigers are at a far away place, but what about the sparrow? we cannot even see the sparrow now-a-days.and it is not the matter of shame for humankind that we have to start a project like, save tigers, save sparrows, save chittah, save whale, save jungle...because as he said,'man is worst than animals when he becomes animal.' he said that, shame is this that we have to start projects called, 'save the girlchild.' it is only on that day that i asked him to give me some topics to write and he said to write on the topic,'save tigers' as aircel has requested to write blogs on that. i thought what would be the world without tigers? probably ur grandson would wake up one day and ask u, that 'what was tiger? i have a lesson on it. and it is said that tiger was india's national animal. it is the nature that the things we use less, get disappear slowly... as mentioned in one of my elder brother's play, today's children has lost their childhood. they are treatd as matures from the beginning. years have passed and i've not seen a child playing marbles, that we used to play for the whole day. and many such games. parks are empty as children are busy with either their homework or their computer games. they do not know how to hold a cricket bat in real life, but they make hundreds of runs in computer games. the trdition of storytelling by grandmother is also now eloped from the world. i was worrying what would happen of the stories related to tigers for children in future. (like the one i've titled) in which a shepherd makes fool everyone that the tiger has come and hunting my goats, villagers come to help him and he then reveals that he was making fool out of them. and one day in real tiger comes and noone believes him. the story would in future,'he would try to make them fool saying,"tiger has come and he is hunting my goats." the question would be on that, "what is tiger?"' and he would give the discription of tiger. but the question is are children of future generation going to listen the story?
Thursday, February 4, 2010
JUST FLOAT WITH YOUR FLOW
Today’s lecture was a bit different from other lectures. It happens sometimes with everyone that they just go with the flow. Flow – what the heart suggests – and they just follow the heart, always. And when you are in your flow, you do your best as it comes from within. Today was the same case with me. I don’t know I did my best or not but I know that I was in my flow. The strange case is – I had two lectures on a same topic in different classes and yet too it happens that I got into the flow in the second lecture, which normally does not happen when you do the same thing for the second time.
As usual, I went to my class with arms and ammunition ready with the stock of two hours. On every Tuesday, I have two lectures of two hours, as it is lab sessions. Yes, for a change, we have practical in English language. And in that, we have to teach four skills LSRW, i.e.: Listening, Speaking, Reading, and Writing. If you are planning to go US, Australia or UK, you can join our college to do the practice of IELTS. That was bit out of topic - Sorry for that. Now get into the topic. As we have to deal with the LSRW, many a time students have to do exercises, regarding their topic and tasks. Today I gave my students the task, where their writing ability as well as speaking ability was used, as they were asked to write on any of the given topics and then speak, in front of the class, whatever they had written. I did it in the first class. It went rightly in the class, as well as students also enjoyed the activity. First lecture was over after two hours.
An hour rest. I had my regular tea and some snacks with my fellow lecturers. Staffroom is the most interesting place on the earth, where you can find different kind of creatures. If you want to pass your time, do not go to any comedy film, but go to a staffroom of any college, you will be able to pass your time by just observing them. In staffroom, almost everything is discussed. They talk about the things, which are not even related with them. You can find the anxiety of a lecturer over Narendra Modi’s swine flu and distributing chocolate on Shilpa Shetty’s engagement, solving the quarrel of their school going children. You may find a person preparing food for the lunch time. A person might be advertising about his/her side business/ family business. Can you imagine a lecturer of biology discussing all the time about importance of yoga and planning to do seminars on that? A newly engaged lecturer would be busy with talking with his/her fiancé. Others would be busy in laughing at him/her and teasing and he would also enjoy this teasing. And a person like me would be constantly busy in observing others. It is not at all exaggerated. Once you visit it, you’ll definitely agree on this. I had my hour rest and got ready again with the same arms and ammunition for the second two-hour lecture. Let’s go to the class.
“A very good morning.” – It is my usual greeting to class whenever I enter the class. As it was our ‘practical’ session, I had to give them a task, which would enhance their skills of English language. As not expected I gave them a task – the same which I gave in the morning, as it was a different batch – to write their views on any of the given topics. And provided five different topics with the instruction of changing their perspective, as the topics, on the surface level, may seem primary level topics but they definitely had some depth. The topics were like this – 1) My country, 2) My city, 3) My mother, 4) My favourite film and 5) “I want to see the world.” Out of these five topics, my favourite one is…….. Okay, forget it. I’ll come to it at the end. Of course my purpose of giving this task was to enhance their skills but apart from it, I had a different intention. And I suppose I was right in my thoughts, as everyone had written about one or the other topics. The speeches were nice. Their involvement was also nice. My first purpose was almost fulfilled. But the second and the main purpose….. it was still there in my heart at its place because only two out twenty-five had written on my favourite topic, which has my intention of giving the task.
When I was giving them topics, I closed my eyes before giving the last topic and immediately it struck to my mind and it spoke, “I want to see the world.” They had written what they perceive from the topic. One wanted to visit different places on the earth and the other wanted to gain knowledge from the world. When this sentence came to my mind, I imagined a blind person speaking this line. A person, who has never seen the colours, never seen the beauty of God, the God who has created him/her, never felt the world with eyes, only with the touch. I thought it might be a dream of a blind person to see the world once before he/she leave the world. And we dream about roaming in the world, forgetting the truth that the person next to us is not able to see even his face. Eyes, one of the wonders gifted us by God, which identify ‘man’ as ‘man’ and ‘animal’ as ‘animal’. Sometimes we become so selfish that we just think about ourselves. What would be the condition of a little child, who has lost his sight just because of one mistake? A request to all of you – donate eyes. Your eyes can help someone to see the world. What a beauty! Just think someone is watching the world through your eyes.
The second thought was of a child who is very safe and warm inside the womb of her mother. It can be the sentence spoken by that child who is not even born and just observing the world from inside. It can be her dream to see the world where her mother is living, her father is living and all her relatives are living and probably they, who are going to kill her just because the child is a girl. We are talking about going on the moon. But what is the meaning of going to moon if we cannot even save a single girl child. I even cannot even imagine the mindset of those people, who kill girl child. And a mother!? How can a mother agree on this? No one can listen to their voice. They are requesting us. And yet we go on killing them. We allow some people to be blind forever. We just know how to talk about these people, how to curse them. Donating eyes comes later. But how many of us donate blood regularly? No answer…. It’s good to speak about one thing but hard to do practically. If you cannot be Gandhi, stop mocking at him. All these things are like this only.
See…… the flow!!! It happens when you just follow your flow. I felt good when I observed my eyes wet after the class. I pray to God if my students follow even one percent of these, I’ll feel my contribution in India’s progress. And I think I was a bit right as I saw some wet eyes at the end of the class. Dear God, I’m happy that I’ve provided something more than their syllabus. I don’t know they have liked it or not but let me confess, I felt good on that day. Give my students strength to follow their flow always.
As usual, I went to my class with arms and ammunition ready with the stock of two hours. On every Tuesday, I have two lectures of two hours, as it is lab sessions. Yes, for a change, we have practical in English language. And in that, we have to teach four skills LSRW, i.e.: Listening, Speaking, Reading, and Writing. If you are planning to go US, Australia or UK, you can join our college to do the practice of IELTS. That was bit out of topic - Sorry for that. Now get into the topic. As we have to deal with the LSRW, many a time students have to do exercises, regarding their topic and tasks. Today I gave my students the task, where their writing ability as well as speaking ability was used, as they were asked to write on any of the given topics and then speak, in front of the class, whatever they had written. I did it in the first class. It went rightly in the class, as well as students also enjoyed the activity. First lecture was over after two hours.
An hour rest. I had my regular tea and some snacks with my fellow lecturers. Staffroom is the most interesting place on the earth, where you can find different kind of creatures. If you want to pass your time, do not go to any comedy film, but go to a staffroom of any college, you will be able to pass your time by just observing them. In staffroom, almost everything is discussed. They talk about the things, which are not even related with them. You can find the anxiety of a lecturer over Narendra Modi’s swine flu and distributing chocolate on Shilpa Shetty’s engagement, solving the quarrel of their school going children. You may find a person preparing food for the lunch time. A person might be advertising about his/her side business/ family business. Can you imagine a lecturer of biology discussing all the time about importance of yoga and planning to do seminars on that? A newly engaged lecturer would be busy with talking with his/her fiancé. Others would be busy in laughing at him/her and teasing and he would also enjoy this teasing. And a person like me would be constantly busy in observing others. It is not at all exaggerated. Once you visit it, you’ll definitely agree on this. I had my hour rest and got ready again with the same arms and ammunition for the second two-hour lecture. Let’s go to the class.
“A very good morning.” – It is my usual greeting to class whenever I enter the class. As it was our ‘practical’ session, I had to give them a task, which would enhance their skills of English language. As not expected I gave them a task – the same which I gave in the morning, as it was a different batch – to write their views on any of the given topics. And provided five different topics with the instruction of changing their perspective, as the topics, on the surface level, may seem primary level topics but they definitely had some depth. The topics were like this – 1) My country, 2) My city, 3) My mother, 4) My favourite film and 5) “I want to see the world.” Out of these five topics, my favourite one is…….. Okay, forget it. I’ll come to it at the end. Of course my purpose of giving this task was to enhance their skills but apart from it, I had a different intention. And I suppose I was right in my thoughts, as everyone had written about one or the other topics. The speeches were nice. Their involvement was also nice. My first purpose was almost fulfilled. But the second and the main purpose….. it was still there in my heart at its place because only two out twenty-five had written on my favourite topic, which has my intention of giving the task.
When I was giving them topics, I closed my eyes before giving the last topic and immediately it struck to my mind and it spoke, “I want to see the world.” They had written what they perceive from the topic. One wanted to visit different places on the earth and the other wanted to gain knowledge from the world. When this sentence came to my mind, I imagined a blind person speaking this line. A person, who has never seen the colours, never seen the beauty of God, the God who has created him/her, never felt the world with eyes, only with the touch. I thought it might be a dream of a blind person to see the world once before he/she leave the world. And we dream about roaming in the world, forgetting the truth that the person next to us is not able to see even his face. Eyes, one of the wonders gifted us by God, which identify ‘man’ as ‘man’ and ‘animal’ as ‘animal’. Sometimes we become so selfish that we just think about ourselves. What would be the condition of a little child, who has lost his sight just because of one mistake? A request to all of you – donate eyes. Your eyes can help someone to see the world. What a beauty! Just think someone is watching the world through your eyes.
The second thought was of a child who is very safe and warm inside the womb of her mother. It can be the sentence spoken by that child who is not even born and just observing the world from inside. It can be her dream to see the world where her mother is living, her father is living and all her relatives are living and probably they, who are going to kill her just because the child is a girl. We are talking about going on the moon. But what is the meaning of going to moon if we cannot even save a single girl child. I even cannot even imagine the mindset of those people, who kill girl child. And a mother!? How can a mother agree on this? No one can listen to their voice. They are requesting us. And yet we go on killing them. We allow some people to be blind forever. We just know how to talk about these people, how to curse them. Donating eyes comes later. But how many of us donate blood regularly? No answer…. It’s good to speak about one thing but hard to do practically. If you cannot be Gandhi, stop mocking at him. All these things are like this only.
See…… the flow!!! It happens when you just follow your flow. I felt good when I observed my eyes wet after the class. I pray to God if my students follow even one percent of these, I’ll feel my contribution in India’s progress. And I think I was a bit right as I saw some wet eyes at the end of the class. Dear God, I’m happy that I’ve provided something more than their syllabus. I don’t know they have liked it or not but let me confess, I felt good on that day. Give my students strength to follow their flow always.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
CONTINUING THE PREVIOUS ONE....
Sorry that u again had to wait.but now i'm again here. "The Namesake". really it moved my heart. hats off to the director, who has simply show the story some ordinary people like us. but the way she has managed to put them into merely 2 and half hours and that too very convincingly. the mind set of the people of middle class is presented here in a very nice way. and we don even come to know that when we become the part of the story. it happens many a time with us that we have to control our tears. but sometimes, u just have to allow them to choose their own way. and they select. and sometimes it happens that we wanna cry, but we cannot. when Tabu suddenly comes to know that her husband is died, she switches on the lights of the house. it looks a bit odd if u tell someone. but remember your childhood, when we were afraid of something we used to switch on the lights of the room and then sleep. (at least i was doing so.) when light is on, we feel that there is someone with us and that gives the sense of protection. she gets the news, and at that time the reaction of Tabu and the audience is same. both do not handle the situation. we always believe that, all's well that ends well (of course it is said by Shakespeare). and that's y we also feel, as a part of true audience, that there must be some mistake. and we pray that there should be. but it was essential for the change in the character of Gogol. "We all have come out of Gogol's Overcoat." beautiful. beautifully acted, directed, managed. at the end, u feel happy that all are settled and happy at their places, but still we feel that something is missing. it is the same thing that we remember our ancestors at the time of some good moments of our life and you feel that something sour has touched your lips in the middle of the night and u can also sense that on your cheeks, which i felt after watching the movie. the next morning, my lips and cheeks were tested salty.i don know y. but it's true that i've still not come out of Gogol' Overcoat.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
CAN U CRY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT???
No, this question is not for u or me actually to answer anyone. just u need to ask ur heart. may be i look traditional while writing the previous words. but i had to. Few days back, i asked one of my friends that, 'have u seen "The Namesake"?' he replied affirmative, and asked me the reason of such question all of a sudden ti which i replied that i had been moving in the city with CD of the film but i have not seen. and as i did not want to waste time i asked him that whether it was worth watching or not. he simply said, if i dont like the film then i was permitted to break his leg. the answer inspired me to watch the film and after completing the reading of the day i sat to watch that film. (i know i'm becoming Little descriptive, but i cant help it out.) the film was of course mind blowing.( i wont say that that is the reason i'm writing this blog. cause i also want to write something about "Veer")....(no comments at present about it...) the performance(s): i'm a selfish person. and that's y apart from enjoying their performances i started learning a lot from all of them. and i'm sure it is going to help me a lot in my next drama where i'm playing a Role of 'Nilkanth', a boy who is neglected everywhere... there is lot more that i wanna say...i'm stopping it at present as urgently i have to go somewhere...sorry that u have to wait a bit for more... do remember the title...
Friday, January 29, 2010
DOSTI KI HAI, NIBHANI TO PADEGI...
Hi friends.so, here I'm again with a new post.let me tell u, don't follow the title, it may misguide u. that's it.now come to the topic.the day was very interesting. i was in a different world for at least one hour but that one hour i wont forget at least for years. it was the world of electronics. no,don't dare to guess that I've started a job somewhere in electronics' shop.the students of ELC in my college were having project and they had their presentation today. it was a bit strange for everyone,and it might be for u as well. but it is true that i witnessed those presentation. it happens that many a time little bird teach u something.yesterday night, when i was having telephonic talk with my sir.he talked about the spark.he said that a teacher's job is to see the spark in his students and if u find any just bust them up that they be Rancho and not just Chatur (I'll discuss about Rancho and Chatur latter). the moment i entered into the class, i saw numbers of spark in the classroom(remember they had their projects in electronics). though they were knowing that i belong to a different field and I'm not going to understand what their circuits are, they explained me very enthusiastically. i saw many good things over there:fire alarm, stopwatch, clap light, dark light,dancing LED, lie detector,light dimmer,etc...and many such things that I've never dreamed to make.i just knew the definition of machine:switch on...switch off...machine...and some of them made it in a week,or some have taken a month to finish the project.I've even promised some of them to come home to fit the things.but really it was indeed wonderful.the way i i talked with everyone gave me another inspiration to share this feeling with u. the way they were explaining me all the things,i again heard the words of my friend,keep writing for your self. so, Blog start kia hai,to blog to karna padega...there are lot to come in forthcoming issues...Dipan Bhatt
Thursday, January 28, 2010
READ...READ...READ...
Don't be afraid friends. i am not forcing you to read my blog. i wanna say something else. yesterday only i opened my account of blog with a view to write daily some or the other thing. one of my very good friends helped me a lot to open a new account as i know exactly the same about blogging as it knows about Dipan Bhatt. i asked him almost everything about blogging. the only thing which i was knowing about blogging was that Amitabh Bachchan is also interested in blogging. that fascinated me to start my won blog(at last there is something which is same in DB and AB). but the question was - what to write? and i was reminded of this thing "read..read...read..." when we were in school, one of my friends used to write read...read...read...(in gujarati - VANCHO...VANCHO...VANCHO...) to motivate himself. when u enter in his room, u'll face the same above the window on big paper exactly front of the door and behind the door.i laughed at him at that time but now i suppose that even i need to the same practice and keep reminder everyday saying "BLOG...BLOG...BLOG..." there are lot to come in forthcoming issues. enjoy friends. and "____...____...____"
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
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