30 September 2008

Keep the spark Alive

Inaugural Speech for the new batch at the Symbiosis BBA program, Pune

By Chetan Bhagat 23rd June, 2008


Good Morning everyone and thank you for giving me this chance to speak to you. This day is about you. You, who have come to this college, leaving the comfort of your homes (or in some cases discomfort), to become something in your life. I am sure you are excited. There are few days in human life when one is truly elated. The first day in college is one of them. When you were getting ready today, you felt a tingling in your stomach. What would the auditorium be like, what would the teachers be like, who are my new classmates - there is so much to be curious about. I call this excitement, the spark within you that makes you feel truly alive today. Today I am going to talk about keeping the spark shining. Or to put it another way, how to be happy most, if not all the time.


Where do these sparks start? I think we are born with them. My 3-year old twin boys have a million sparks. A little Spiderman toy can make them jump on the bed. They get thrills from creaky swings in the park. A story from daddy gets them excited. They do a daily countdown for birthday party – several months in advance – just for the day they will cut their own birthday cake.

I see students like you, and I still see some sparks. But when I see older people, the spark is difficult to find. That means as we age, the spark fades. People whose spark has faded too much are dull, dejected, aimless and bitter. Remember Kareena in the first half of Jab We Met vs the second half? That is what happens when the spark is lost. So how to save the spark?

Imagine the spark to be a lamp's flame. The first aspect is nurturing - to give your spark the fuel, continuously. The second is to guard against storms.

To nurture, always have goals. It is human nature to strive, improve and achieve full potential. In fact, that is success. It is what is possible for you. It isn't any external measure - a certain cost to company pay package, a particular car or house.

Most of us are from middle class families. To us, having material landmarks is success and rightly so. When you have grown up where money constraints force everyday choices, financial freedom is a big achievement. But it isn't the purpose of life. If that was the case, Mr. Ambani would not show up for work. Shah Rukh Khan would stay at home and not dance anymore. Steve Jobs won't be working hard to make a better iPhone, as he sold Pixar for billions of dollars already. Why do they do it? What makes them come to work everyday? They do it because it makes them happy. They do it because it makes them feel alive. Just getting better from current levels feels good. If you study hard, you can improve your rank. If you make an effort to interact with people, you will do better in interviews. If you practice, your cricket will get better. You may also know that you cannot become Tendulkar, yet. But you can get to the next level. Striving for that next level is important.

Nature designed with a random set of genes and circumstances in which we were born. To be happy, we have to accept it and make the most of nature's design. Are you? Goals will help you do that.

I must add, don't just have career or academic goals. Set goals to give you a balanced, successful life. I use the word balanced before successful. Balanced means ensuring your health, relationships, mental peace are all in good order.

There is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup. There is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not enjoyable if your mind is full of tensions.

You must have read some quotes - Life is a tough race, it is a marathon or whatever. No, from what I have seen so far, life is one of those races in nursery school, where you have to run with a marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no point coming first. Same with life, where health and relationships are the marble. Your striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your life. Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited and alive, will start to die.

One last thing about nurturing the spark - don't take life seriously. One of my yoga teachers used to make students laugh during classes. One student asked him if these jokes would take away something from the yoga practice. The teacher said - don't be serious, be sincere. This quote has defined my work ever since. Whether its my writing, my job, my relationships or any of my goals. I get thousands of opinions on my writing everyday. There is heaps of praise, there is intense criticism. If I take it all seriously, how will I write? Or rather, how will I live? Life is not to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? It's ok, bunk a few classes, goof up a few interviews, fall in love. We are people, not programmed devices.

I've told you three things - reasonable goals, balance and not taking it too seriously that will nurture the spark. However, there are four storms in life that will threaten to completely put out the flame. These must be guarded against. These are disappointment, frustration, unfairness and loneliness of purpose.

Disappointment will come when your effort does not give you the expected return. If things don't go as planned or if you face failure. Failure is extremely difficult to handle, but those that do come out stronger. What did this failure teach me? is the question you will need to ask. You will feel miserable. You will want to quit, like I wanted to when nine publishers rejected my first book. Some IITians kill themselves over low grades – how silly is that? But that is how much failure can hurt you. But it's life. If challenges could always be overcome, they would cease to be a challenge. And remember - if you are failing at something, that means you are at your limit or potential. And that's where you want to be.

Disappointment's cousin is frustration, the second storm. Have you ever been frustrated? It happens when things are stuck. This is especially relevant in India. From traffic jams to getting that job you deserve, sometimes things take so long that you don't know if you chose the right goal. After books, I set the goal of writing for Bollywood, as I thought they needed writers. I am called extremely lucky, but it took me five years to get close to a release. Frustration saps excitement, and turns your initial energy into something negative, making you a bitter person. How did I deal with it? A realistic assessment of the time involved – movies take a long time to make even though they are watched quickly, seeking a certain enjoyment in the process rather than the end result – at least I was learning how to write scripts, having a side plan – I had my third book to write and even something as simple as pleasurable distractions in your life - friends, food, travel can help you overcome it. Remember, nothing is to be taken seriously. Frustration is a sign somewhere, you took it too seriously.

Unfairness - this is hardest to deal with, but unfortunately that is how our country works. People with connections, rich dads, beautiful faces, pedigree find it easier to make it – not just in Bollywood, but everywhere. And sometimes it is just plain luck. There are so few opportunities in India, so many stars need to be aligned for you to make it happen. Merit and hard work is not always linked to achievement in the short term, but the long term correlation is high, and ultimately things do work out. But realize, there will be some people luckier than you. In fact, to have an opportunity to go to college and understand this speech in English means you are pretty damn lucky by Indian standards. Let's be grateful for what we have and get the strength to accept what we don't. I have so much love from my readers that other writers cannot even imagine it. However, I don't get literary praise. It's ok. I don't look like Aishwarya Rai, but I have two boys who I think are more beautiful than her. It's ok. Don't let unfairness kill your spark.

Finally, the last point that can kill your spark is isolation. As you grow older you will realize you are unique. When you are little, all kids want Ice cream and Spiderman. As you grow older to college, you still are a lot like your friends. But ten years later and you realize you are unique. What you want, what you believe in, what makes you feel, may be different from even the people closest to you. This can create conflict as your goals may not match with others. . And you may drop some of them. Basketball captains in college invariably stop playing basketball by the time they have their second child. They give up something that meant so much to them. They do it for their family. But in doing that, the spark dies. Never, ever make that compromise. Love yourself first, and then others.

There you go. I've told you the four thunderstorms - disappointment, frustration, unfairness and isolation. You cannot avoid them, as like the monsoon they will come into your life at regular intervals. You just need to keep the raincoat handy to not let the spark die.

I welcome you again to the most wonderful years of your life. If someone gave me the choice to go back in time, I will surely choose college. But I also hope that ten years later as well, your eyes will shine the same way as they do today. That you will Keep the Spark alive, not only through college, but through the next 2,500 weekends. And I hope not just you, but my whole country will keep that spark alive, as we really need it now more than any moment in history. And there is something cool about saying - I come from the land of a billion sparks.

Thank You!

30 March 2008


FEED YOUR FAITH AND DOUBT WILL STARVE TO DEATH!

--Anonymous

31 January 2008

Questionnare for the year!

Wanted to post this , in the beginning of the year, But as the old adage goes:"better late than never".

1. What did you do in 2007 that you’d never done before
?
The things I buy/wear, my utility/fone bills.. and even my school fees..all come from my pocket! I have never done this bfore :).. feel good factor

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I never really made any big time resolutions..bt im sure, im a better than bfore..that includes my weight as well :P


3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
nopes! bt my roomie[closest/nearest to me] would soon give birth


4. Did anyone close to you die?

no..thankfully!


5. What countries did you visit?

none.. just US, other than my native land


6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?If I asked for it, would I get it?
Drivers license :P

7. What dates from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?

couple of them... they remain etched...cos they deserve to be :)


8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
refer to Q1,and I finally have overcome few fears!


9. What was your biggest failure?

none so big!


10. Did you suffer illness or injury?

none @ all... inshallah!


11. What was the best thing you bought?

hmm.. for my cousins... 2 good books:) and for myself...none so far.. maybe...maybeee.. something/someone is in store for the future :)

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
-skip

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

-yyawwnn-skip again

14. Where did most of your money go?

refer Q1 :P

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
my trip to Tennessee, and d first time i tried bungee jumping.


16. What song will always remind you of 2007?

happy days-oh my friend[telugu]

nickel back-English
Tum se hi- Hindi

17. Compared to this time last year, are you: (a) happier or sadder? (b) thinner or fatter? (c) richer or poorer?
oh yes...definitely happier/richer/..and s... fatter too

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
hardwork & work out

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
none..probaly intake of calories... goddd... Am I being too conscious or wat?...[*sighs*]


20. How did you spend Christmas?
a friends xmas party...had loads of indian food![yummmmmy]

21. Did you fall in love in 2007?

No....err...I dont know.. i dont think so! :P[I guess this will be my reply..always, not just this year]

22. What was your favorite TV program?
none

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
none

24. What was the best book you read? I strtd rding 3 books, yet to cmplete..

25. What was your greatest musical discovery?

a few collection of old songs of mine, ...the greatest yet to come

26. What did you want and get?
i donno, the 'want' or 'get' part, but I was given what i needed, and im thankful &contended!


27. What did you want and not get?

same as above!


28. What was your favorite film of this year?
HAPPY DAYS!
& Pursuit of happiness

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 22.. and i actually dint have a proper lunch/dinner.. nt a gr8 day though.. but i was happy with my bday surprise gifts n wishes frm ppl whom i did not expect:)


30. What one thing made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

my space & freedom..cheers!


31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?

simple yet chic!


32. What kept you sane?

my habits:)


33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?

none...!


34. What political issue stirred you the most?

bhutto assasination


35. Who did you miss?
list is big!!!


36. Who was the best new person you met?
best..hmm.... 2 of them:)

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007.
If there is a problem, solution[s] exist too, So,be bold and be patient

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time...

And who can say if your love grows,
As your heart chose?
Only time...


P.S: the song which runs as soon as my blog opens:)

11 December 2007

Reality Bites...!!


Prologue:

The title is what this is all about!

Read on:

Half past eight at night, a moonlit lawn, dinner tables with candle lights, melodious love songs playing in the background, a sweet-scented cool breeze drifting across the gardens; what could be more romantic for a newly married couple? Abhirami and I had got married three weeks back, after we had been engaged for a mere twenty days. It was a routine for us to dine out every Saturday night since the day we had got engaged.


1
My parents had found Abhirami through an online matrimony and had chosen her after scanning many profiles. Incidentally, she worked in the same company as I did. An MBA grad just out of college, she worked as an Associate Manager in HR and had joined our company three months before I first met her in her house.The first encounter was a good one though. Our parents gave about an hour's time in private to get to know each other and for me, it was more like an HR round of some walk-in interview; she had bombarded me with so many questions! The only question I got to ask was an initial "Hi?" after which, she took over the scene and spoke so many things about her in less than fifteen minutes, not only was it difficult for me to digest all of what she said, but also it did not leave me anymore questions to be asked; I just kept answering to whatever she asked me. In any case, I was not much keen on trying to find out anything about her, for I had already agreed on everything even before going to their house. My decision of saying yes was because of only one reason - to keep my parents happy, at least this time.


2

The day after our engagement, we met at a shopping mall and as we strolled around we chit-chatted while window-shopping at the same time. 'Paapu' was her pet name at home and I too preferred calling her like that, not only because I felt she was a little kiddish, but also since she was almost four years younger than me.
"Hey paapu, we havent even got three weeks for our marriage, you know", I said.
"Yeah and I'm telling you now itself, go and live your life to its fullest, do whatever you want in these days and be done with your bachelorhood. I bet you'll repent later for having lost your freedom", she chuckled, paused and then asked with eyes wide open, "Why? Are you scared?"
"Naah! I'm all ready for it, you know. But it's all happening so quickly and you know I was just wondering how you could agree for all this so fast!"
"Abhinav!" she used to call me by name, "when my parents told me that someone was interested to take me as his wife, in a way I felt easy that that someone worked in the same company as I did. So I dug out some basic information about you, 'you know' and I had a peep into your website..."
"That's not my website; it's my blog!" I was really passionate about it, even the calling.
"Blog or whatever. Anything which opens in that 'e'-Internet Explorer is a website for me." It's a little difficult to explain such things to technically-non-sense people and hence I preferred not to interrupt her. "Ok ok! You were telling something, please continue."
"Ya. Then I saw your web..blog, went through all that you had written, came to know quite a few things about you and was really impressed on your ability to churn up so many words."
"Whaaaaaaat?" I was flabbergasted. "You fell for a guy just by seeing some bullshit he has written for someone else?"
"Whoa! That's not it. There's something else too. But hey, why the hell do you think that what you write is crap? Believe me, the only way in this whole wide world to express your feelings to a girl like me is by words and not roses or chocolates! Words are forever my dear and I very well know that whatever you wrote over there came out straight from your heart. Those words were good enough to prove to me that you had a clean heart. I just tried putting myself in place of the one for whom you wrote all that stuff and trust me, I could really feel that all of it was written for me. All it took for me was a little trying; was kind of a mental preparation for me to be your wife. By the way, who said you write junk? Tell me and I know how to deal with them", she gave the look of a girl child playing teacher-teacher.
"Trying to take undue advantage of your authority, eh?" I tried pulling her leg.
"Well, then I don't know what you're gonna do if I told you that I had talked to all of your team members two weeks ago."
"What? Oh my god! Now I know what that 'Meet-Your-HR' was for. I did want to know why project managers were not invited, but then, my team mates said it was just an informal meet to discuss some of their problems..."
"I made it look like that", she winked with an evil smile, "and actually due to that, I came to know what others around you think of you - professionally as well as personally! Their opinions just added on to my reasons; I had to rely on others opinion you see, I never even knew that such a creature had existed for me. So there was no question of having my opinion about you", she smiled again. I felt I heard somebody laughing at me and someone else yelling from behind, "Dude, you are dead meat now. She's gonna be watching you 24/7." But whatever it was, I felt that maybe, in Abhirami, I am finding my lost love.

"Hey paapu, tell me one thing. Didnt you have any boyfriends ever?" I'd never gotten a chance to ask that. "I did. Four, till date."
"Whoa! Then how come you didnt think of getting along with any of them for life?"
"Na na!" She made faces, "They were really good boyfriends; but none too good for a hubby material. Each of them always thought of taking me out, going out to movies, parks and shopping and at some point of time secretly thinking of laying me down! But dont you worry. I'm still a virgin."
"Ha ha! No, I don't really mind. But don't you feel guilty that you ditched four good guys?"
"You know one thing dear. Not all boyfriends make good husbands and not all girlfriends make good wives. By the way, I did not ditch any of them. They simply went away; some butterflies and some cowards. But, what about you? You never told me who that girl was?"
"Hey look! This shop says flat 50% off on all type of clothes. Wanna try out?" I asked her. "You bet! Chalo, let's go inside." She pulled me in. It's so easy to divert a woman's mind I thought and felt glad about the experience I had gained!



3

Three weeks after our marriage, on yet another Saturday night, we had gone to yet another restaurant. This was a newly opened garden restaurant on top of a hillock and was not known by many. With candle-lit dinner tables in an open garden and a soft cool breeze drifting across, it was the perfect getaway for families as well as couples on any night of the week. Abhirami and I took a table in the far corner; not that nobody should disturb us, but because I did not want anybody else to get disturbed by our, I mean Abhirami's, talking.

A few moments after we settled down, while we still hadnt thought about ordering anything, a very cute little boy, maybe not even two years old, toddled towards our table. "Cho chweet!" Abhirami exclaimed and turned sideward to pick him up. She was very fond of small kids and always coquetted that she wanted at least a dozen of them from me! Before she even stretched her hands, a female voice started calling out, "Partha, Partha, come here. Come here dear." The name Partha struck something in me. But what was more unsettling was the woman who called out. She came near our table and while she picked him up and said, "He's become very naughty these days. Keeps running away all the..." she saw my face; words got stuck in her throat. She turned to see where her husband was. He was already seated at a nearby table. "Very sweet child!" Abhirami said to her, but she did not listen. She simply went to her table and sat down. My mind was totally fazed out.Abhirami turned towards me. She could easily sense that I was unnerved. "Somethings wrong? What happened dear?"
"No, nothing. Paapu can we go to some other place? I'm not finding the ambience as good as people told about it."
"What? I am not budging from this chair until we are done for this evening.
Abhinav, I'm sure it's about something else. Come on tell me what it is." The first time I tried lying to her and I was caught so easily. I knew I had no option but to give away.
"You always wanted to know who my first love was, isnt it? That's her - Poorvi; the lady who picked up the kid just now." Abhirami turned back to see Poorvi seated diagonally opposite to us and facing our table. "Paapu, please, dont look at someone like that." "Oh! Come on, shes not any someone. Let me see what's so special about her that made you go head over heels."
"You can never see it from the outside." I said lowering my voice.

She turned back. "
Abhinav, I always felt there was something really heavy that you carried all the time. It's probably because you have never got anybody to share it with or never thought of letting it out. Listen to me. Tell me about it right now. I am sure it will definitely make you feel lighter. Trust me." She held my hand. I did trust her. I too felt that there was no point in keeping it inside anymore.

"Paapu, she was my college mate; we first met during our college fest in the second year. After that, we met often; sometimes by chance and many a times on purpose, and as we kept meeting, our friendship grew. By the time we reached the final year, we both knew it was something more than friendship that we had in mind. Never in my life had I felt so good about any girl. I started to miss her when she did not meet me or call me on some day. You know it's like,
we miss only those whom we never want to miss. With Poorvi around, I felt I had found something that I had always been missing in my life. On one fine day, in our college campus itself, I proposed to her. She too accepted with a beautiful smile. I felt I was the luckiest person in the whole world.

"We both had been selected for the same company in a campus interview during our sixth semester itself and so, even before we got out of college, we had started dreaming about settling down in our lives, so much that we had even planned to name our kid 'Partha' if it was a boy and 'Punya' if it happened to be a girl!"
"Wow! I'm kinda liking this." Abhirami's eyes were gleaming.
"Unfortunately, the second half isnt as good. After we got into our jobs, almost everyone except her parents had come to know about us. I too had told my parents that if at all I marry, I will marry only this girl. They were down emotionally and against me for some days but then they understood how much she meant to me and later whole-heartedly accepted her. From then on, she even used to attend every family function of ours. My parents had also agreed to talk to her parents regarding this.

"But before they did that, on one fine day, when Poorvi had been to her native, she told everything to her parents. That was when tragedy struck. For her parents who were very much conservative, their only daughter's love-marriage was the biggest insult they could suffer in the family. Giving a petty reason that the horoscopes do not match, although there was no problem of caste or community, they simply said no to it and put some guy's photo in front of her and forced her to marry him. When Poorvi resisted, her father suffered a cardiac arrest. I do not know if he acted so, but the doctor is supposed to have said to her that one more such attack and she may lose her father. Hearing this, her mother too sentimentally blackmailed her and all that Poorvi could do was succumb to the situation. She left me stranded but I still dont blame her; I had been with her for not even five years but her parents were there for her right from the start. I still remember her last words - 'I am really very sorry'. She even quit the company before completing two years and did not wish to continue as a friend either. So I never tried to contact her after that.

"I went into solitude for one and a half years, searching for a bit of joy all the time. But in the last four to five months, things at my home reached crisis. Both my parents became more depressed than I was and started to lose their health. This time, I had to surrender to the pressure. Finally I said I would marry any girl that they would put in front of me and then." my tone was heavy as I finished my story, "you know what happened."

Abhirami's eyes were fixed. After a moment, she sat next to me, held my hand tightly and rested her head on my shoulder. For the first time ever I felt Abhirami's hug was different. I could feel her silence telling me something,
Abhinav, promise me that you'll never leave me. I need you more than anybody else in this world. My heart understood what her silence spoke. I realized that I had to be the one in her life and that all she wanted was a little love in return for everything of hers. I looked into her eyes; my eyes made the promise. Finally she spoke. With an aching voice, she just said, "I love you Abhinav. Let's go home." We got up. Abhirami remained clung to me like a small child holding its mother. I put my arms around her shoulder and started walking.

As I walked past Poorvi, I saw her eyes. There was regret in them. I just wished that she would bury it all.









Epilogue:

They say 'Marriages are made in heaven'. Made or not, I do not know, but one thing is for sure - the one whom you are going to marry, would have already been decided by The One above. No matter how many crushes you have in your life, no matter how many infatuations you go through and no matter how much you try to get into a relationship with someone, you're going to marry the only one you're destined to. If that 'one' happens to be the one you're already in love with, then you sure are lucky, or else, better luck next time!

P.S: I don't really need to find a big reason to write this in my blog,
Just when u feel things are going according to the way u plan...expect the unexpected,
Just when u feel life is a bed of roses,we realise that roses have thorns too! ..

and YES... "Reality BITES...rather StinGssssss!!

Over & Out!

25 July 2007

" I DO"...


Some mails/forwards really make sense...one among which is right in front of u... thanks to my pal for forwarding this mail to me.. i hope you all will like it as much as I like it.

READ ON......
When it comes to making the decision about choosing a life partner, no one wants to make a mistake.
Yet, with a divorce rate of close to 50 percent (in USA), it appears that many are making serious mistakes in their approach to finding Mr./Ms. Right!
Choosing a life partner should be based on love.
Though this may sound not politically correct, there's a profound truth here. Love is the basis for getting married. Rather, love is the result of a good marriage.
When the other ingredients are right, then the love will come.
Let me say it again You CAN build a lifetime relationship on love alone. You need a lot more. Here are 5 questions you must ask yourself if you're serious about finding & keeping a life partner.

QUESTION #1
Do we share a common life purpose?

Why is this so important? Let me put it this way: If you're married for 20 or 30 years, that's a long time to live with someone. What do you plan to do with each other all that time? Travel, eat & jog together? You need to share something deeper & more meaningful. You need a common life purpose. Two things can happen in a marriage. You can grow together, or you can grow apart. 50 percent of the people out there are growing apart. To make a marriage work, you need to know what you want out of life - bottom line - & marry someone who wants the same thing.

QUESTION #2
Do I feel safe expressing my feelings & thoughts with this person?

This question goes to the core of the quality of your relationship. Feeling safe means you can communicate openly with this person. The basis of having good communication is trust- i.e. trust that I won't get "punished" or hurt for expressing my honest thoughts & feelings. A colleague of mine defines an abusive person as someone with whom you feel afraid to express your thoughts & feelings. Be honest with yourself on this one. Make sure you feel emotionally safe with the person you plan to marry.

QUESTION #3
Is he/she a mensch? A mensch is someone who is a refined & sensitive person.

How can you test?
Here are some suggestions. Do they work on personal growth on a regular basis?
Are they serious about improving themselves? A teacher of mine defines a good person as "someone who is always striving to be good & do the right thing."
So ask about your significant other What do they do with their time? Is this person materialistic? Usually a materialistic person is not someone whose top priority is character refinement.
There are essentially two types of people in the world: People who are dedicated to personal growth & people who are dedicated to seeking comfort. Someone whose goal in life is to be comfortable will put personal comfort ahead of doing the right thing. You need to know that before walking down the aisle.

QUESTION #4
How does he/she treat other people?

The one most important thing that makes any relationship work is the ability to give.
[i love the previous line btw...]By giving, we mean the ability to give another person pleasure. Ask: Is this someone who enjoys giving pleasure to others or are they wrapped up in themselves & self-absorbed? To measure this, think about the following: How do they treat people whom they do not have to be nice to, such as waiters, bus boys, taxi drivers, etc. How do they treat parents & siblings? Do they have gratitude & appreciation?
If they don't have gratitude for the people who have given them everything, you cannot expect that they'll have gratitude for you-who can't do nearly as much for them!
Do they gossip & speak badly about others? Someone who gossips cannot be someone who loves others. You can be sure that someone who treats others poorly, will eventually treat you poorly as well.

QUESTION #5
Is there anything I'm hoping to change about this person after we're married?

Too many people make the mistake of marrying someone with the intention of trying to "improve" them after they're married. As a colleague of mine puts it, "You can probably expect someone to change after marriage .. for the worse!" If you cannot fully accept this person the way they are now, then you are not ready to marry them.

Falling in love is a great feeling, but when you wake up with a ring on your finger, you don't want to find yourself in trouble because you didn't do your homework. .........

So do your homework well.. and MAY U have THE BEST LIFE PARTNER !!!!!!!

04 April 2007

The Sound Of SILENCE...

Ever heard ur own heartbeat?
Ever heard how fast/slow u breathe?
hmm.. did u know silence speaks...
Even i dint..not until few months back!
Well..my motive behind this post is NOT to show what silence looks like.... NOT to say to takeup a vow of mounavratam for a day or two
BUT
in any given normal day... assuming every1 has smthng useful to do [:P]
just take a few minutes off, to sense whats 'actually' happening around you..
just move away from d Pc/laptop [if u have one...]
just 'listen' to things around you... initially one may hear 'crap'...seriously!
but just filter the things u dnt require...and 'listen' to urself..
one may hear to things which one has'nt heard before..
U hear ur very own PC sounds inside the system...
U hear to paper fluttering sound when the fan/AC is on..
U hear the clock tick..
U hear [mayb] a plane up in the sky..
Prayyyy.. u dnt end up hearing some1 fart..:P:P ...lol...sorry to disrupt the flow..
Where was I..U hear the wind slighlty blow..
Even while listening to music,,in any particular song try focussing on anyone instrument tht plays in tht song...so balanced and synchronised!
Trust me the best thing to hear would be ur heart beat so rhythmically...Dnt u want to immidiately appreciate...the whole point of creation & Existence..
When it comes to appreciation...i wanna include the tamil movie i saw recently..named "MOZHI"
just one word "brilliant story"...and ofcos...amazing performances by PruthviRaj,Prakash Raj, Jo[Jyothika] & Swarnamaalya!
The hero[karthik],his frd[Vijji] are two musicians,wrking in the film industry,one day happen to shift to a new home...and d hero happens to c Jo[archana] and instantly likes her[ now pls...no Questions on this concept of instant love... even i get peeved off :D]
He tries talking to her many a times,but never gets a reply...reply tho dhoor ki baath hain...she does not even say a 'hi' or 'hello'.... In the process of getting to know her...he comes to know that archana is both hearing & speaking impaired.
Thr story mainly deals with how the hero[a musician] tries his best to win Archana[a girl who doesnt even know the meaning of sound/noise/music]... by learning sign language frm Archana's frd[played by swarnamalya] and also with the help of Prakash Raj.
There r some amazing scenes in the movie where the hero tries to explain what 'music is like' to archana.. where in he succeeds in making her feel the music...but not in making her feel his love...
He goes to the extent of walking on the road with his ears stuffed with cotton...just to experience how the world will look with the mute button "on"!!...he wanted to see how 'archana's world looks like'....awww man...so much for love...!! :O
Wonder what is it like!?
anyways... all i have to say is... "people watch it!!".. even for non tamil fellas "better watch" ...otherwise u really miss smthng!
Realising the fact that...there lies beauty in everything...even in silence... is an amazing feeling...DO NOT miss out on tht!
Over & out here!