Just a moment ....

Well, I came across a story which was really impressive... Once upon a time, there lived a boy. In his locality, a marital art tournament took place regularly. He was quite interested to join and win this tournament. He approached a martial arts guru and explained his intention, but, the problem with him was that he had only one hand. However, the guru said he can help him and train him to win the tournament. The guru taught him only one style of punch and asked him to practice regularly. He practiced this punch everyday for several weeks. However, he was bored with the monotony. He asked the guru, whether martial arts had only one type of punch. The guru asked him not to ask questions and continue his daily practice. The boy practiced diligently for several months. And finally, he joined the tournament and to his wonder, he won the tournament with just the one type of punch. Suspicious of his victory, he rushed to his guru, and asked how he was able to win the tournament...

The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them while they're alive. There are some days in our life where our instincts rule more than anything else.And It was one among such days when I was excited, happy , for no reason.. Yet, hoping for something strange thats going to  happen to me..We just stepped into a new phase of life, Just passing innocent adolescence.World seemed so colorful,fresh and friends seemed to be life...I felt like a butterfly, that has undergone a metamorphosis from its previous phase!Those were the days when social networking sites were just budding ,and Just an increment on my scraps on Orkut used to make my eyes flicker with pride. And that day, when I was lost browsing, something really glued my eyes.A profile pic with Nike mark on it. I really dint know whats so special about it..But something dragged me from inside and I suddenly started a conversation.As if I already knew where this is going ...

Well, I was being pestered with this question almost daily. But when I dont get an answer, I either push the thought away, or get carried away with it, with a final outcome of frustration! And the question is whatever Im doing now, what ever Im investing my time for, is it really worth doing??? Well,One reason to do something is because you get paid to do it. But it's sad to think that this might be the only reason to do something. So, How do I decide on whats worth doing and whats not? Do I have time to introspect on what I would love to do? What would make me lose track of time? What would make me stand as one, and not as a flock.Well, even if I introspect do I really have that guts to stand on it and take a risk of moving out of my comfort zones? Well, I am waiting for some hidden angel inside me to answer this, because I often read people saying that the answers to our questions always lie within us!

* If you plant honesty, you will reap trust. * If you plant goodness, you will reap friends. * If you plant humility, you will reap greatness. * If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment. * If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective. * If you plant hard work, you will reap success. * If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation. * If you plant faith in God , you will reap a harvest. So, be careful what you plant now; it will determine what you will reap later.. “Whatever You Give To Life, Life Gives You Back”

An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family. He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by. The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career. When the carpenter finished his work and the builder came to inspect the house, the contractor handed the front-door key to the carpenter. “This is your house,” he said, “my gift to you.” What a shock! What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently. Now he had to live in the home he had built none too well. So it is with us. We build our live...

When you think of the word UNIQUE, what comes to mind? Different Unusual Weird Uncommon Only one of its kind This list will go on and on. But  Are we aware of what sets us apart from everyone else who does what we do?... Hmm let me put it more straight.. Are you aware of what sets you apart from everyone else who does what you do?.. Well this isnt just a question for you, its for me as well..Well, My answer is Im still exploring... If you and I were selling some product on opposite street corners and had been given the same sales training we would still sell it  differently. If you and I were given a picture and imagine, wo would obviously get different thougts.... If you and I were were given a hundred rupee note, both of us would spend it differently.... Why? Because we both bring a unique factor to the product. Your unique factor is….YOU! It’s tempting to follow the crowd and copy someone else and it appears to be so much easier Sometimes we get so obsessed and trapp...

I was restless and couldnt sleep much last night.Unusually,  I woke up before sunrise. May be because of  the tension I had about today’s work. I have been assigned a bigger responsibility and I have to keep up to it inorder to survive in the business, Afterall Life is a race.. ! I’m little too young to work  but I am happy,as long as I get to earn and I am independent. Well not really independent, But atleast my mother feels so.Well, I dint tell you where I stay right? I live in Hyderabad, The City of Love... :) Since generations we have been in Hyderabad. Over the years, now everyone in family knows each and every corner, every gully, road and buildings of whole hyderabad, except me. When we lived around old city, it did not help us much. The economy was ok kinds; well there is no monetary strength to be frank. After shifting the business area to the heart of the city everything bloomed, our family business and economic strength. I have better friends now. T...

A shattered beginning or a beginning with cracks might have often left us numb.. We always  take a back step fearing of being rejected,crticized or about its consequenses istead of the actual part of "doing it". We are not afraid to love , But just afraid of not being loved back... we are not afraid of people around us, We are just afraid of rejection.. Why do we always look for a grandeur start? Well, I cant answer this, because I am also a part of that "we"..But then, when there is question, we most of the times find an answer to it within us or our surroundings which guide most of our thoughts. Hmmm, well it seems to be a bit complicated isnt it? Let me try to make it easy...and for that I shall tell you a story of a gal.. A new gal in the town.. A gal who is sweet,innocent and full of life...A girl who is always with me.. Hmmm You might have also come across a gal like this. She sits near you, and lends her spark of smile. She keeps trying to be a be...

Her presence is still felt, on the walls she leaned on, on the places she sat and on the places where we walked together hand in hand.. Her loud laugh, her talks, still spin in my head, in never ending circles. If I close my eyes I can almost see her in front of me.For a moment then I will believe that she is there, her smile as she looks up at me, her own laughter as she cracks a bad joke, or laughs at mine, she protecting me from my friends( I could never be happier!), she is there yes. If I close my eyes she IS there isn’t she??? I walk along memory lane, now and then stopping in front of the café we ate at or the interesting conversation we had. I looked at the two people who were there, unaware of the moments passing, still blissfully sitting in each others company, still living those moments.I can see US in them...Every moment, everything I look at, to me now, is beyond precious. Memories, they still hang around, some rusty,Some fresh but they are still here. I close my ey...

Oh, you were never in love with me right? or better say You were never mine! I used to smile when people called your name, talk about you, but now I can’t even smile and say your name at the same time. So maybe things between us were too good, ya know, Maybe we reached the point where things couldn’t get any better…so they just had to get worse… and maybe that’s why you left me. Did you ever love me? or atleast feel that you might fall for me one day?But then ,now I know its too late for such questions.Like many other questions in my life, these also remain so forever. I’m so sick and tired of acting like I’m fine because truthfully, I’m not. I can’t even talk to you without being so incredibly sad. You were the one person who was always supposed to be there for me, my best friend, my everything.. and you ruined it all in that moment. And I acted like it didn’t hurt, and for a while, I didn’t think it did…but the tears are here and I now realize that it hurt ...

She didn’t talk to me. She didn’t do it purposely, but may be she is busy. She didn’t intend to hurtme but I still wonder why is this silence persisting..May be beacuse I always turned always turned deaf to whatever she said, not that I didn’t like to listen to her; it was just that she always seemed to be pointing out something that displeased her about me. Today however, she had been quiet; today she hadn't said a word. It was unnatural, almost ominous. I  waited there in bated breath, counting every second, licking my dry lips and racking my brains, looking for a reason for her silence. I realized I loved her, and nothing in the world, not any force or any calamity could change that fact. The comfort I felt in her arms was undefeated in front of any kind of happiness man had ever encountered. I felt safe, uncorrupted, innocent and almost childlike in her arms. Her beautiful eyes would soothe and calm me down; making me forget about any di...

To Don't know to whom it is of concern, I have been through 50 years of my life journey and today when I look back, I find that there have been many things untold, many deeds undone and many wishes unfulfilled... I was an ambitious girl, with a way of my own.I had my set of rules, independent nature, and my own world of dreams and aims.. I wanted to become a dancer.. Dancing had always been my passion, and love.. But then, I never knew how and when time glided away , but with its pace, it washed away my dreams and passions as well.... There came a turning point in my life - My Marriage..!! I was married to a person who treated Life more as a race, rather than Life itself..He had his own set of ambitions.. and had every capability to achieve it.. He used to succeed in all his goals.. His touch to his aims was a midas touch.With that his aims grew.. But then he only knew how to run with time and succeed, but never knew what a moment.. or a memory in life meant.. His calculati...

It has been often said,  that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.. Far away... when the whole world was busy running round the clock, there was a man all alone,watching outside ,with an unreadable expression on his face, pensive about which he knew he cant change. Unaswered questions filled his mind and were spinning around his head in never ending circles. People around him also had similar troubles,but had their own ways of getting out of them. And ofcourse he knew that his problem however had no solution, it just has an END! Probably he should be happy.. One day more and then he wont be told what to do, how to act, what is right , what is wrong...Neither by his conscience nor by the wordly rules.But somehow, he wasnt..! And then the day came!! The day of judgement. He reflected upon his life, thought about the past mistakes. Thought about the heinous crime that had brought him to this end. He regretted committing it. But regret wasn’t going to snatch away the death...

Thank you For believing in me when i found it difficult to beleive in myself... For saying what I've needed to hear sometimes,instead of what i wanted to hear... For taking my side and for giving me another side to consider.. For keeping me from taking myself and my problems too seriously... For not laughing at me when i was too sensitive to laugh at myself... For opening up to me.. For knowing you can depend on me...For being honest and kind to me... And Being there for me....!!!

It’s 2012 and we’re living in a world where daily, everything is changing in a split of second..Slowly and steadily, everything is getting so digital, we’ve become so dependent on Technology for our basic needs that even raising our hands to fetch a glass of water seems like a herculean task to us ! Regardless of the facts as to who we are, what we are or where we are from, each one of us has become an obedient slave of Technology ! Gone are the days of letters, greeting cards, now it’s our SMSs, e-mails, IMs that speak of our love and affection. Face book, Twitter this is how we talk, invite and get in touch with our people. Today we have bigger houses but smaller families, more conveniences but less time. We have learnt to make a living but not life! We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet our friend. No doubts, human relationships have really undergone a 360 degree turn! May be thats not a very unpleasant switch over b...