Year 2003 came with great promise, but all hopes for our family were shattered when we faced the biggest calamity, Dad left us in the very begriming of the year. A sorrow which we are still coming to terms with, a vacuum which can never be filled. As the year passed and as we have slowly realized, life has to go on.
Amidst this gloom and solitude, one thing i realized was the strength that i have with me. The strength of the wonderful people called friends, who have been there in real terms during good times and bad. Who have been that source of strength and inspiration, who have been pushing me hard to smile and to live life like Dad's brave little girl. Thanks a lot people, for making me a part of your life.
As we big good by to 2003 and 2004 becokns, here's wishing all of u a very happy new year. Have a blast on New Year DAy, and May 2004 bring in loads and loads of good wish, health, happiness, wealth and smiles.
Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. Take up one hole more in the buckle if necessary, or let down one, according to circumstances; but on the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take no interest in the things that were and are past. ~Henry Ward Beecher
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
Another year has just whizzed by, and along with the year so many memories, sweet-sour, happy-sad. That's how life is meant to be! At the threshold of another year, I gear myself to face the world, with renewed vigor. And as I grow a year older today, I pray that I grow equally wiser !
From the minute start it has been great, so many calls, wishes, cards, flowers...amazing, am just dumb stuck. Long forgotten friends calling is what has just taken me by surprise. Thanks a ton all of U...U made my day :)
God Bless all of U!
From the minute start it has been great, so many calls, wishes, cards, flowers...amazing, am just dumb stuck. Long forgotten friends calling is what has just taken me by surprise. Thanks a ton all of U...U made my day :)
God Bless all of U!
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
Thursday, December 18, 2003
Daily Vigilance
Just as the bald eagle must be vigilant every day to survive in this old-growth forest of giant cedar trees, we too must be vigilant every day in our old (or new) growth companies to protect assets, win new business, survive the downturn, and prepare to thrive in the eventual upturn
This is the quote on the cover page of a journal called "Executive Excellence".
Just as the bald eagle must be vigilant every day to survive in this old-growth forest of giant cedar trees, we too must be vigilant every day in our old (or new) growth companies to protect assets, win new business, survive the downturn, and prepare to thrive in the eventual upturn
This is the quote on the cover page of a journal called "Executive Excellence".
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
"Strange are the ways of the world and stranger are the ways of men." This is one quote which always comes to my mind come what situation. Wonder who said this, its the most appropriate description of the vague behavior of human being.
Human behavior has always kindled my curiosity. And this is not a recent development, As a year old kid, I tore the first twenty pages of one of the bibles of Psychology, which my aunt has brought for herself. Maybe I was so disgusted with the way it was depicted that I just let my fury on it.
Irrational and illogical behavior gets me on my nerves. I loose my patience when people try to monopolize and get their own way with people. Its not that I let people use me as a scape goat. But my silence at times is taken for granted. Each time I decide, enough is enough, but then I forget sooner than expected, but forgive I do it very very slow.
Going through Ferzana's blog, I was dumb stuck. Though I have been following whats on with her, I have not had the strength to write to her. I just hope that she gets over this sooner than she expects it to get over.
Again, Strange are the ways of life and stranger the ways of men??
Human behavior has always kindled my curiosity. And this is not a recent development, As a year old kid, I tore the first twenty pages of one of the bibles of Psychology, which my aunt has brought for herself. Maybe I was so disgusted with the way it was depicted that I just let my fury on it.
Irrational and illogical behavior gets me on my nerves. I loose my patience when people try to monopolize and get their own way with people. Its not that I let people use me as a scape goat. But my silence at times is taken for granted. Each time I decide, enough is enough, but then I forget sooner than expected, but forgive I do it very very slow.
Going through Ferzana's blog, I was dumb stuck. Though I have been following whats on with her, I have not had the strength to write to her. I just hope that she gets over this sooner than she expects it to get over.
Again, Strange are the ways of life and stranger the ways of men??
Friday, December 12, 2003
Never realized that its 3 days since I made a post...I am letting myself get so unaware of the world around me? I don't know...Maybe its just that I am cruising along with the current without the knowledge of whats happening.
Too much for a Friday evening....cut it out. Have a good weekend and I shall catch up Monday with more brightness :-D
Too much for a Friday evening....cut it out. Have a good weekend and I shall catch up Monday with more brightness :-D
Tuesday, December 09, 2003
Monday, December 08, 2003
"DREAMS visit us when we are asleep, but God is truly wise, He wakes us up each day and gives us every chance to make our DREAMS come true"
Am sure this statement would make u smile and brood upon the magic of dreams. Dreams just don't come true in a day or two, for a few it takes a life time, for some much less than that. Whats more important is to have faith in the magical world of dreams to come true.
All of us have dreams and ambitions in life. Things in life are divided (according to me) as "Must have", "Good to have" and "Nice to have". Ofcourse this list changes at our whim and fancy, becoz we are the creators of dreams and we are the ones who need to pursue it.
Dream is to have that pretty dress which you would have seen at the mall, dream is to own the car which someone always drove and u looked with awe. Dream is to bring the smile on ur face and onto others upon successful accomplishment of a task, dream is the content look after reaching the one goal in life.
I suddenly realized that my goals and dreams seem to be changing like the ever changing demands of a teenager. Something i have never had control of...the past...the present or the future...
Am sure this statement would make u smile and brood upon the magic of dreams. Dreams just don't come true in a day or two, for a few it takes a life time, for some much less than that. Whats more important is to have faith in the magical world of dreams to come true.
All of us have dreams and ambitions in life. Things in life are divided (according to me) as "Must have", "Good to have" and "Nice to have". Ofcourse this list changes at our whim and fancy, becoz we are the creators of dreams and we are the ones who need to pursue it.
Dream is to have that pretty dress which you would have seen at the mall, dream is to own the car which someone always drove and u looked with awe. Dream is to bring the smile on ur face and onto others upon successful accomplishment of a task, dream is the content look after reaching the one goal in life.
I suddenly realized that my goals and dreams seem to be changing like the ever changing demands of a teenager. Something i have never had control of...the past...the present or the future...
Thursday, December 04, 2003
Wednesday, December 03, 2003
Picture this:
A pigeon whose wings got clipped (God knows how), starts hoping, out of no where two dogs start fighting to get the chubby pigeon as their dinner. This was in one of the posh residential layouts and the dogs belonged to a rich fellow. I was about to park and get out, when I saw this cruel scene. To distract their attention, I started honking loudly, and the pigeon tried to hop under one of the big cars, but the dogs were hell bent on having a upper hand on it...I could not stand it longer just came away from there. Feeling lousy that i could not do anything at all for the little birdie.
So strange na? We tend to loose control over small things in life and there is absolutely nothing at all we can do.
A pigeon whose wings got clipped (God knows how), starts hoping, out of no where two dogs start fighting to get the chubby pigeon as their dinner. This was in one of the posh residential layouts and the dogs belonged to a rich fellow. I was about to park and get out, when I saw this cruel scene. To distract their attention, I started honking loudly, and the pigeon tried to hop under one of the big cars, but the dogs were hell bent on having a upper hand on it...I could not stand it longer just came away from there. Feeling lousy that i could not do anything at all for the little birdie.
So strange na? We tend to loose control over small things in life and there is absolutely nothing at all we can do.
Tuesday, December 02, 2003
Patthar Kaha Gaya Kabhi Sheesha Kaha Gaya
Dil Jaisi Ek Cheez Ko Kya-Kya Kaha Gaya
Sheron Mein Us Husn Ko Kya-Kya Kaha Gaya
Badal Ko Zulf, Phool Ko Chehra Kaha Gaya
Soche Toh Yeh Bhi Ek Kafaas Hi Toh Hai Jise
Teh_zeeb Ki Zubaan Mein Kamara Kaha Gaya
Ek Baat Ekhteyaar Se Bahar Jo Ki Us_se
Kis Khubsoorti Se U_se Tamaana Kaha Gaya
Hairat Unki Bazm Mein Mohbaat, Nikal 'Zaffar'
Mujhse Gunaah-E-Gair Ko Apana Kaha Gaya"
"Lyrics: Zaffar Gorukhpuri
Dil Jaisi Ek Cheez Ko Kya-Kya Kaha Gaya
Sheron Mein Us Husn Ko Kya-Kya Kaha Gaya
Badal Ko Zulf, Phool Ko Chehra Kaha Gaya
Soche Toh Yeh Bhi Ek Kafaas Hi Toh Hai Jise
Teh_zeeb Ki Zubaan Mein Kamara Kaha Gaya
Ek Baat Ekhteyaar Se Bahar Jo Ki Us_se
Kis Khubsoorti Se U_se Tamaana Kaha Gaya
Hairat Unki Bazm Mein Mohbaat, Nikal 'Zaffar'
Mujhse Gunaah-E-Gair Ko Apana Kaha Gaya"
"Lyrics: Zaffar Gorukhpuri
Thursday, November 20, 2003
Ramadan (check the archive) the month of mercy is coming to an end. The feeling during this entire month is totally rejuvenate. The feelings of serenity, charity, sensibility, control of sense come in abundance during this month. Not only are u restricting yourself from food, but all the evil and devilish thoughts and actions. To think of it, its practiced by every Muslim with the same fervor and gaiety. All are equal in the eyes of the Almighty. Extra prayers, extra charity, extra smile and not to mention extra food. It is a time of worship and contemplation. A time to strengthen family and community ties.
The holy month ends with celebration, on the first day of the 10th Lunar month of the Islamic calendar, the day is Called Eid-Ul-Fitr...The day when the faithful get together to pray and start the year afresh. Preparation for the festival begin right from day one of Ramadan, there is a certain delight in this festival which is absent from other occasions.
I am taking off for a week from today, will be away from blogging, hopefully the next month should see me back with rebounded and renewed energy. Till then Eid Mubarak to all of us, May Almighty bless us all and may peace prevail in this world. Ameen!
The holy month ends with celebration, on the first day of the 10th Lunar month of the Islamic calendar, the day is Called Eid-Ul-Fitr...The day when the faithful get together to pray and start the year afresh. Preparation for the festival begin right from day one of Ramadan, there is a certain delight in this festival which is absent from other occasions.
I am taking off for a week from today, will be away from blogging, hopefully the next month should see me back with rebounded and renewed energy. Till then Eid Mubarak to all of us, May Almighty bless us all and may peace prevail in this world. Ameen!
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
New pals made
Life has been moving on a fast lane. Do I hear someone say "Whats new about it?"
Last week, I handled a complete different responsibility at work. I was nominated to take care of our Director's wife, while he attended to business. Why me? was my question, and someone said, u know the city like the back of ur palm and I chuckled so loudly, they thought I was mad. Scene here is so bad with me, I sometimes don't recognize the back lane of my house, and the entire city as the back of my palm? Anyways since the responsibility was dumped on me, I took it with a smile.
The entire exercise turned out to be more fun, I realized that I was representing the entire Indian Culture, oh boy! too much for my weak shoulders, but I am glad I carried it with ease and had the lady asking for more. Mrs. Director, a German, a marine biologist by profession, who has now turned to be a full-time mother, was a amazing lady, the wisdom in her face shone so bright I was awe-struck. After a round of about 4 hours of shopping, where she brought some exquisite sandle handicrafts, pashmina shawls, silk scrafs, chudidar's and hold ur breath a lovely green saree. She looked so elegant in the emerald green saree, that everyone at the store had to turn around to look at her. Ofcourse many on-lookers found it funny that a European wearing a saree...but believe me she looked gorgeous.
After a wonderful four hours of shopping, chatting, discussion ranging from home to studies to work to religion to ethics to cooking to what not, we came back to the hotel. As i escorted her to her room, she called me in, i was to give a gift to her on behalf of the company. Much before i could do that, she suprised me with a gift. Nothing small, a neat Swarvoski Broach. I was so surprised and touched, i stood there gaping at her. A smile and a hug made me come back to my senses....i just could not beleive it. We parted after promising to see each other at the official dinner. And ofcourse, since i took her around while on my fast, made me score more brownie points with her. The dinner not to mention was a good one, just hoped that India has won the Bangalore match and made our evening more memorable.
As i walked into the office and showed it to a few people they could not beleive what they saw. Was voted the richest lady the company. ;-)
It so happened that the next day i was again requested to take another Customer for shopping, ofcourse recommended by our Lady, this again was fun, and i didnot get a gift at the end of it.
A thouroughly enjoyable experience, and a rewarding one too.
Life has been moving on a fast lane. Do I hear someone say "Whats new about it?"
Last week, I handled a complete different responsibility at work. I was nominated to take care of our Director's wife, while he attended to business. Why me? was my question, and someone said, u know the city like the back of ur palm and I chuckled so loudly, they thought I was mad. Scene here is so bad with me, I sometimes don't recognize the back lane of my house, and the entire city as the back of my palm? Anyways since the responsibility was dumped on me, I took it with a smile.
The entire exercise turned out to be more fun, I realized that I was representing the entire Indian Culture, oh boy! too much for my weak shoulders, but I am glad I carried it with ease and had the lady asking for more. Mrs. Director, a German, a marine biologist by profession, who has now turned to be a full-time mother, was a amazing lady, the wisdom in her face shone so bright I was awe-struck. After a round of about 4 hours of shopping, where she brought some exquisite sandle handicrafts, pashmina shawls, silk scrafs, chudidar's and hold ur breath a lovely green saree. She looked so elegant in the emerald green saree, that everyone at the store had to turn around to look at her. Ofcourse many on-lookers found it funny that a European wearing a saree...but believe me she looked gorgeous.
After a wonderful four hours of shopping, chatting, discussion ranging from home to studies to work to religion to ethics to cooking to what not, we came back to the hotel. As i escorted her to her room, she called me in, i was to give a gift to her on behalf of the company. Much before i could do that, she suprised me with a gift. Nothing small, a neat Swarvoski Broach. I was so surprised and touched, i stood there gaping at her. A smile and a hug made me come back to my senses....i just could not beleive it. We parted after promising to see each other at the official dinner. And ofcourse, since i took her around while on my fast, made me score more brownie points with her. The dinner not to mention was a good one, just hoped that India has won the Bangalore match and made our evening more memorable.
As i walked into the office and showed it to a few people they could not beleive what they saw. Was voted the richest lady the company. ;-)
It so happened that the next day i was again requested to take another Customer for shopping, ofcourse recommended by our Lady, this again was fun, and i didnot get a gift at the end of it.
A thouroughly enjoyable experience, and a rewarding one too.
Monday, November 17, 2003
Goodbye to another great pal
Weekend as always was hectic, possibly they are meant to be so. Apart from being hectic, this particular weekend kinda began on a sad note and that left the entire Sunday to be spent in a retrospective mood.
We finally bade farewell to our grand, good old Ambassador, our priced possession for 11 years and 6 months. From the day it came in to the day it left, each day has its own unique memory. We being a big family, this was the right car for us...and we have thoroughly freaked out with it.
Watching someone drive it out was a very tough situation and since i have been the family driver for a fairly long period, i have been more emotionally attached to the car than rest of them (I can hear them scream nooooo already...glad very few of my family reads my journal). From ferrying kids to school and college, to daily shopping and family picnics and weddings and joy rides, the car has tolerated quite a few decibels of noise from its inmates. It has been the rough and tough vehicle of the family. 10 months after Dad one of the often used vehicle by him has also bade goodbye to us....a lot of emotion attached to it.
Till date i remember the first time i single-handedly tried to opearte the car, the huge piece of metal would not budge an inch, inspite of my ranting and grumbling. It took me full 20 mins to get it out, that was when i had "just" learnt to drive a car...but being the never-say-die attitude person, i got it up and running, and not to mention was on top of the world. If i am able to drive perfectly well today, its all thanks to the dear old amby baby. It has been rightly called my "baby"...Infact i could write a whole book related to the funny and not-so-funny incidents which i have had with this car. Part of my celebrity hood at town is due to the good old car. The garage at home looks odd with the Santro in there (our latest possession), for the car does not even occupy half the space. Good bye my dear friend...stay happy
Well...all that comes has to go...lessons of detachments in abundance...
Weekend as always was hectic, possibly they are meant to be so. Apart from being hectic, this particular weekend kinda began on a sad note and that left the entire Sunday to be spent in a retrospective mood.
We finally bade farewell to our grand, good old Ambassador, our priced possession for 11 years and 6 months. From the day it came in to the day it left, each day has its own unique memory. We being a big family, this was the right car for us...and we have thoroughly freaked out with it.
Watching someone drive it out was a very tough situation and since i have been the family driver for a fairly long period, i have been more emotionally attached to the car than rest of them (I can hear them scream nooooo already...glad very few of my family reads my journal). From ferrying kids to school and college, to daily shopping and family picnics and weddings and joy rides, the car has tolerated quite a few decibels of noise from its inmates. It has been the rough and tough vehicle of the family. 10 months after Dad one of the often used vehicle by him has also bade goodbye to us....a lot of emotion attached to it.
Till date i remember the first time i single-handedly tried to opearte the car, the huge piece of metal would not budge an inch, inspite of my ranting and grumbling. It took me full 20 mins to get it out, that was when i had "just" learnt to drive a car...but being the never-say-die attitude person, i got it up and running, and not to mention was on top of the world. If i am able to drive perfectly well today, its all thanks to the dear old amby baby. It has been rightly called my "baby"...Infact i could write a whole book related to the funny and not-so-funny incidents which i have had with this car. Part of my celebrity hood at town is due to the good old car. The garage at home looks odd with the Santro in there (our latest possession), for the car does not even occupy half the space. Good bye my dear friend...stay happy
Well...all that comes has to go...lessons of detachments in abundance...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)