Saturday, October 8, 2011


I was at my dentist's clinic today and after I was done I thanked him for being so patient with me and for answering my questions satisfyingly. He said that he did not mind the questions at all ,in fact liked them for he feels happy to answer the relevant questions correctly. I liked his reply ,for I feel that rarely do people ask right questions to the right people,and to find the right timing is absolutely miraculous.

Generally people ask questions to accuse,to blame to prove a point but very rarely to know, to understand. How wonderfully simple life would be if questions were to be asked to know and they were to be answered to tell,inform, explain.

How common it is to find children satisfying their curious minds from their peer who are equally ignorant ,curious and defensive ,so little wonder then that the answers are twisted,incorrect ,insensible leading to misinformed is like one blind leading the other. You find the same children grown up, but this habit of the wrong choice of knowledge bank remains is like feeling comforted by the idea of finding others in the same predicament....even though it is incorrect ,unreal and illogical!

It is actually a habit ...a habit of sticking to the much as the habit of sticking to the rights.
There would be endless arguments in favour of either...
Who decides the rights and the wrongs?
Why should one need to be right?
Is it not more cool to be wrong AND pretend that you dont care about it?

What we do not apprehend is the power of Habits.If we choose the right ones ,it may be less cool but in fact it would always be more rewarding and enviable.

The right habits would make difficult things look simple.
Actually we make the wrong choices but habitually we can not own them up,so cant change ,remain weak and defiant and make our own lives difficult.

Wise are the ones who choose their knowledge banks correctly.They are the ones who know who to turn to for what . Unfortunately wise are pretty rare to find for wisdom is not all about how big a pay packet you are getting home now,it is more about how big , strong and correct is your sounding board and that will ensure a sounder beautiful life where big pay packets are very logical by-products.

Our choices in life indicates the person that we are...a few basic right choices can do wonders in designing our lives.

I wish we are all blessed enough to have the right indicators in life.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

General practitioner....The vanishing Breed

Heart Specialist...E.N.T.Specialist...Ortho Specialist...Skin name any organ or part of your anatomy and you have a specialist for it.They are the super doctors,very difficult to access for their appointment schedules are always overflowing. They charge a bomb as their fees and mostly patients return zapped with out completely understanding what has happened to them and not having the courage to question the dare they ask a specialist?

In turn the Specialists will see all your examination reports and prescribe accordingly. Many medicines will have some sort of side effects ,which would not be talked of by the Dr. before,things that can be easily managed. For instance having loose motions or nausea etc that can be taken care by simple medicines preventing the extra discomfort to the patient. But the specialist will not suggest them for he is the master of only one organ in the body...the rest do not fall under his purview.How sadly ridiculous.

Till some time back we had General practitioners who would be there to treat all possible ailments of our body. He would examine you totally , ask all related questions and then prescribe for a comprehensive solution ,taking care about all the possible side effects.You could talk about a small boil on your back even though you have gone to him for fever. He would deal with both. You ask a specialist the same, he would instruct you to go to a skin specialist. Then you are running around with 2-3 small problems to 2-3 specialists ,none of whom is interested beyond his area of specialisation.Sad Sad Sad.

Yesterday I was shocked again by the callousness of these medical specialists. No where else but in our capital Delhi, a maid working for a dear friend of mine ,was taken ill.She had some swelling below her eye and she was taken to a Dr. who gave her antibiotics. The medicines showed no results...the problem continued , in fact the swelling increased...she started having fever ...the Dr. kept on increasing the doses and for almost 3 weeks ,inspite of taking medicines the poor girl was in a bad shape. Meanwhile she was taken to an Eye specialist , E.N.T. specialist ...they said nothing was wrong in their specified areas. So the girl came back under the purview of another surgeon. Suddenly while talking to my father , who is a general practitioner in Kanpur,over the phone I told him the plight of this poor girl and my helpless friend. As soon as I told him the beginning of the problem and antibiotics not working for the first few days ..he asked me if all blood tests were done. He said she seems to have some kidney problem so she must have a kidney function test done .

I conveyed the same to my friend and when she took the girl to the Dr. requesting for the kidney test he said that yes the girl could have something to do with the kidney and she should be hospitalised in AIIMS or Safdarjung hospital for the treatment would be a long drawn process. He then suggested that she should be sent back to her village for who would be ready to shoulder this grave a responsibility?

So many specialists could neither suggest nor diagnose something so grave in a girl who was in front of them and a general practitioner over the phone ,without seeing the girl makes the diagnosis.

What do we say? The specialists are not M.B.B.S.? Of course they are ,only after that they specialise. So have they forgotten their basics in medicine? Or is it they are interested only in one part of the body..they refuse to see the patient as a whole ? Or are there no ethics what so ever left in the so called torch bearers of a noble profession?Or is it that a poor girl did not require the best out of them?

I am clue less...will anyone provide me with some answers please?

Monday, August 29, 2011


''Thank you madam,for the bat and ball that you sent for Aman. He is so so happy'' came the sweet innocent voice of Surekha ,over the phone. I could feel her immense joy and I felt the warmth of her love and gratitude for me. I spoke to a few other people out there and disconnected the phone. They were people of the OmaSila staff , the hotel in Ladakh where we stayed.Every one sounded so happy to get that call from me. I smiled contently to myself.

They were sweet warm people at the hotel. One morning I stepped out into the garden to find a red cheeked adorable 5 year old running across playing hide n seek with his mother,who worked as a maid in the hotel . As he ran past me ,I caught him and asked him his name. ''Aman'' came the prompt reply filled with gurgling laughter.''You go to school'' I asked to which he nodded in affirmation.''Which class '' ''1vth ''pat came his reply. Before I could say anything his mother came and corrected him saying ''junior k.g.madam''''he likes to feel grown up so he makes up the class. Aman was not happy with this revealation ,but could do nothing but hide into the folds of his mother's dress.

I would get to meet him off and on ,running, playing laughing. I simply loved his laughter. It was very infectious. One day on our return to the hotel, we found him playing cricket with a few children,most of them guests. A girl slightly older to him was on strike and my Aman was the fielder. I stood watching for some time. Suddenly I could see anger writ on Aman's face,,,on enquiring he muttered that how the girl was being unfair by not accepting to be out a number of times. Aman could not say much to the guest child. What could I do ...I started off for our room. My husband offered to join the team so stayed back. Suddenly there was a cry ...I turned back ....the batsman stood there with the broken handle of the bat and Aman was inconsolable. He ran away to his room ,sobbing.

I was very disturbed. Poor thing was not even a proper bat. It was handmade from a piece of wood and that too was broken.My heart went out for Aman. I wanted a bat for him We were to go for a stroll to the market and I had made up my mind. Jhumi and my husband would stop to admire the various pretty things in the shops but my eyes were searching for a bat.Jhumi could make out that my mind was elsewhere. She asked me what was the matter. I then told them what I was looking for. Both of them immediately said then that is what we all should be looking for. We searched everywhere ,but to my utter dismay could not find a single toy shop. Disappointed we came back. Next morning we were leaving Leh for Delhi. I left some money with Aman's mother to buy him a bat ,and with that bit of disappointment we returned to Mumbai.

Suddenly one day Jhumi asked me if Istill wanted to send a bat for Aman. Her friend was to make a trip to Leh. I immediately said''yes yes''.Jhumi's friend was going from Bangalore. Very sweetly he bought a bat and a ball ,carried it all the way to Leh and delivered it to Aman's mother.I had called them up today and this is what she was thanking me for.

Aman is all over my heart. Playing Aman, doubling with laughter Aman, sprawled on the lobby chair immersed in watching Tom and Jerry my heart is at peace imagining the look of joy on the little Aman's face on seeing the cricket bat and ball. I can erase the crying face of Aman happily from memory now.

May God always bless this sweet child ....Aman.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Ladakh Magic

I let out a gasp when I saw John Abraham drving through mountains. Could there be a real place like that?I had gone to watch a movie' Paap' with Nishi and returned smitten by the location of the story -Ladakh. I was so overwhelmed by the beautiful locations in the movie that it soon became my Dream location.Dream yes, because honestly I never thought that I could really ever visit the place. It seemed too distant. The pictures remained in my memory.

Our son got married and he and his wife went there for a holiday and he came back with such descriptions that fuelled my wish again.So this summer my husband ,our daughter and myself went for a holiday to Ladakh.

The first glimpse of the mountain peaks from the aircraft was breathtaking. Little did I imagine that it was just the beginning. The landing was so amazing...the wings of the craft seemed huge ,carefully manoeuvering through the jagged mountain tops to sit slowly on to a cute little airspace. Leh looked like a small aangan surrounded by huge mountains from all sides.The magic had begun and we reached our hotel.

The hotel was very pretty ,with such vibrant coloured flowers on it's terrace. The people were very sweet and warm. You just feel that Time is standing still.It is such a different kind of peace that set on me,one that I had never experienced before. Nature has always had the power to move me. I am so easily in awe of Nature. Ladakh just bowled me over neatly. The landscape was overpowering ,the roads felt like unending and leading to almost Heaven if there is one. I just would gape at the mountains, the valleys, the landscape and wonder how very insignificant I was in front of them...I was nothing....I could be swallowed , crushed by any of it without leaving a trace of myself that I happily carry around. There is a network problem so we all were totally cut off from the rest of our so called world.

One more thing that I treasure about the trip apart from the sheer beauty of the place is the time I got to spend with our daughter. Jhumi had been away from home for the past 4 years....those ten days we were just the 3 of us in that magnificient lap of Nature.I got to have so much of her ...we would just talk or sit silently through the beautiful journey all day long. I so so cherish each moment in my heart for I do not know if or when we get so close again. I may sound stupid ,but the lack of modern communication was the supportive reason for phone so we all could just be with each other.

I want to talk about the experience more than describing the place. I have no words to describe it....we travelled to almost all parts of Ladakh...breathtakingly beautiful lakes,snow,river,desert,valley I could go on and on. We passed through a so pretty place name looked like a fairy land...just out of the Grimms' Fairy and green rocks and mountains with the springly river streaming through it just was a fairy land.

For me the place is unearthly and above all very very humbling. It is the only place so far which has had this strange trance over me. Generally when ever I feel happy I start humming ,singing. I was sure of spending a lot of time singing my favourite songs here but I couldnt believe the feeling that much as I tried not a single song could I utter.

I was probably totally speechless in my mind.
This was one new unexpected experience for me.


Yesterday I saw Rakesh getting up from the drawing room and going to the balcony . I knew he had gone there to smoke. He could not fight it any more and had totally failed in quitting it. I , had done what ever I could to help him and now I had accepted my limitations. Rakesh could read my face and asked me to voice my thoughts. I refused to do so and when he asked for the reason I told him that unfortunately by rejecting my extended hand ,he has taken away the right from me to accept his. He just looked at me helplessly and smiled.

I spoke about the incidence at home today so my daughter said that how could I be so harsh and serious about such a thing?I dont understand ,much as I d want to.For me caring, sharing,loving ,understanding all these are synonymes. I understand the inability to share , the helplessness but I assosiate all these to unclarity of thoughts, lack of total faith of being understood,or ones own conflicts and insecurities.

I always have given a face to different words or at least some of them. They are visuals for me. It is so may be because I have given a lot of my mind and heart to understand them and then use them to form an image. May be people do not like to do so , to be so clear with words and expressions....but I do not know any other way of communication. For me life is sacred, beautiful,priceless so I take lots of efforts to give shape to life. I am always ready to go any number of miles for the people who make my life ,so I do not understand what is to be serious or non serious.For me it is only the truth.

I believe that we need very strong relationships as pillars in our lives. The strength is how much we work on them, value them and it does not happen overnight. It is an ongoing process. What ever way it shapes generally does not change diametrically unless we hammer the structure down. So for me there should be betterment and growth in relationships signifying the right amount of work being done on them , anything otherwise should be disturbing.

We are all humans. We tend to err.But we should aim at learning too.This learning is only growing up and Communication proves to be a very effective tool to learning.

Can we describe the warm joyous feel that engulfs us at the times we feel understood?At the time we feel we understand?This is the priceless rewards of learning the so very difficult art of Communication.How beautiful it is to think that you can speak your heart out to the people you love for you believe that they understand you,for they too do the same.

Communication is always a two-way thing. By rejecting the outstretched hand of your loved one you take away the right unknowingly from the same person of holding on to yours at the time of his/her need too. It is either a mutual gain or a mutual loss. That is what I had told Rakesh yesterday.
I do not understand why do people not see the happiness, contentment that are the fruits of Communication.
I wish this art to all my loved ones and also to the not loved short I wish it to all.

Soul Mate

It was the same everyday ,now for the last two months. Sushil silently dropped his axe on the ground and stood behind the Banyan tree.His gaze was fixed adoringly on the girl who was busy tending to her cattle ,bathing them in the flowing stream and then leaving them to graze after which she nestled herself under the big Ashoka tree. She opened her small cloth bag and took out some sheets of paper and a pen and settled down to write immersed in a world of her own.

Sushil was a silent spectator all these days. He would watch her face,changing colours ,such a wide range....he marvelled at the purity and sweetness of that face and would spend all those hours drowning himself in the magic of his new found love that sat in front of him ,oblivious to his presense.She would seem to spend hours writing something ...then she would go away with her herd to where she came from.

Today also was the same when suddenly something caught Sushil's eye.A snake slithered from somewhere ,towards the object of his silent love.Sushil jumped out and that scared the intruder away. The girl was startled and stood staring at Sushil.Conversation began and in no time the girl was aware of the love Sushil felt for her. Her name was Amrita.She lived in a near by village and unlike all the other girls of her age , she loved to read and write. She was self taught, enough to write poetry and short stories.She would finish all the household chores early in the morning and then would spend the day doing what she loved, writing.Sushil came from a different village. He was a wood cutter and looked after his parents and two sisters.

Soon things changed. Amrita would look forward to her forest trips. She would read out her poetry to Sushil. She would read out her stories to him . Sushil would sit in front of her with all his love and adoration in his eyes,all ears to what ever she said.He had not much to speak.Amrita kept waiting for the magical moment when Sushil would profess his love and pour out his heart in front of her . She kept waiting waiting and waiting. Sushil never spoke.

One day ,Amrita could not take it any more. She asked Sushil to be forthright and speak up. Sushil stood there ,helpless and silent. Next day Amrita found a note stuck to the bark of the Ashoka tree under which she sat everyday. The note was from Sushil and it said that he thought Amrita was too accomplished,too beautiful for him, so he disappeared.

Amrita was shocked. She could not understand this love. Was everyday of the past so many months, then was not love? She had given her heart and soul but apparently they were not accepted,they were lost somewhere ,they were rejected. She could make no sense of anything. She was shattered. She was rejected for being beautiful, accomplished? Were they not supposed to be desirable and sought after qualities in a person?

Amrita is lost in her thoughts. She looks carefully into the mirror. A wrinkled face,thick glasses and snow white hair...she managed to get back to her armchair with the help of her stick and sinking into it thought...would I be accepted now as your love , your friend , your soul that I am no more too beautiful or too accomplished?It still mattered.....

Wednesday, May 25, 2011


Dew drops of Happiness on pretty flowers of Smile,

Have you seen anything prettier while walking mile after mile?

We all keep talking of the Pyramids ,Grand Canyon and the Nile,

But can anything beat the Charisma of a warm, heart-felt Smile?

Monday, May 23, 2011

Que Sera Sera

When I was young ,I asked my mother; what should I be ,will be;

Would I be pretty , will I be chic, that's what my mother said to me.....

Que Sera Sera....

NOW is the time to be...

Live through this moment to see,how pretty and chic you'll be...

Then one day; I asked my mother ,what should I be, will be;

Would I be happy, will I be rich ,that's what my mother said to me...

Que Sera Sera...

What ever will be ,will be,

The future is'nt our's to see ,

Que Sera Sera.

All your life ,remember my daughter,

What ever you want ,you'll be,

What's to be pretty , what's to be rich,

Why should you worry, what to be.

Que Sera Sera..

NOW is the time to be,

Love through this moment to see,

How good and happy you'll be.

I love this life,just like my mother,

Never worrying what'll be ,will be,

Dancing and singing,loving and living,

That's how's my life and it'll be....

Que Sera Sera

What ever will be ,will be

The present is all to see,

Que Sera Sera.

Sunday, May 15, 2011


Life is a roller coaster ride. It gives you jerks at the most unexpected of times.We then try to explain them, justify them but rarely try to accept and then react to them.We act on impulse and most of the times keep proving Newton's law that every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Needless to say the outcome depends on the reaction.So is it not so very important to react wisely? Yes it is.

Imagine being lost in the woods. There would be different reactions from different people. Some would cry, some would scream for help,some would fall prey to the predators,some would perish out of starvation etc etc...mostly all of them would have one thing in common;the fast engulfing fear and what would that lead to? Inactivity of brain or rather inability to think clearly. Very few peoplewould hold on to their faith and thinking power,but the ones who would do, would be the ones who would keep on exploring one way after the other, relentlessly, till they actually find it.

Similarly in life , we need to keep exploring our selves,our hearts. We should keep asking ourselves the purpose of our wants, desires and goals . Then we could set out to find ways to fulfill them, achieve them.The ways need to be constantly evaluated,explored. We would find many ways that may not lead to our destination, but the people who keep on evolving in this process of search start transforming their own lives. The ones who set out with faith in themselves, take the failures as new things learnt ,thus getting enriched in their knowledge leading to clearer paths with clearer vision.Each fall gives them a new bounce. Bigger the fall higher the bounce. And this bounce adds to their courage and strength.Higher the bounce higher they reach in their lives. But most importantly their transformed lives make them a much better and stronger person.

As they say and rightly so , the person who has seen the most failures ,has a higher probability to success for the simple reason that he has done away with more of his share of failures .Actually what differentiates the super achievers from others is, the unmatched number of failures indicating so much higher frequency in putting in efforts and also so many paths experienced hence a substantial increase in knowledge add. In the process the fear to fail disappears and the excitement to dare tread unknown grounds and explore ,takes place. His enriched life has wonderful pads to absorb greater shocks and living becomes so much more meaningful...purposeful.

Then as they say the journey of life itself becomes so much exhillarating ,enriching and rewarding than the destination itself for they have learnt the power of BOUNCE.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

A Happy Environment

We read about people having disorders that play havoc in their lives.

How many of us really understand them? Very few..

Actually most of the disorders are some very common negative traits ,that are present in almost each one of us, developing into unmanagable proportions leading to chaos in one's life.

The negative traits could be anger,impulsiveness, greed,jealousyetc .These are very much present in every human being but the ones who have control over them are prevented from a messy life but the unfortunate ones who are unable to balance these emotions are taken for a ride and have to pay very dearly in life.

There are many reasons that why certain people fail to strike a balance between their positive and negative emotions in life and end up with a life like a heavy load truck ,with brake oil leaking while a steep descent.

Without going into the reasons,one thing that is universally accepted by all scientists,psycologists,is that the environment of the people plays a huge role in the outbreak of a disorder. For example say two people with high levels of similar negative traits, would have different types of lives if kept in different environments. The one who grows in a happy environment, will have a very high probability of being able to pass off his life much smoothly than the one thrown in a not so happy environment.

An unhappy environment would be more condusive to the growth of those negatives that would take alarming proportions in life where as a happy environment dampens the negatives ,allowing the positives to rule leading to a less problematic life.

This may seem to be known to most of us but very few practise the same.

Being negative about anything would lead to negative reactions resulting to a not so happy environment.

That does not mean we accept negativity, all we need to do is to react sensibly.Our sole aim should be to try to be happy in all situations, at the same time ,trying to better self that would then lead to growth and development of oneself ,always maintaining a pleasant and happy aura around where others would be comfortable and relaxed,where they would want to be in any frame of mind.
Being happy in the Present is essential . It is not wise to delay it for the Future for we have the Present ...could anyone get hold of Future?
So it is always wiser to take care of our Present in the best of our capabilities and then guess what...
the future should never trouble us.
So be happy NOW for that is all that we can be sure of.
You may just be very pleasantly surprised at the most unexpected times to realise the far reach and extent of the Happiness of 'Now' and needless to point out the other side of the coin....unfortunately that is what is so visible all around and we find people so desparately grappling for answers that elude them and drive them crazy.
Be Happy and build a Happy Environment for all around you ...far and near and do they not say what you give comes around????????

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

How Do You Measure Your Life

We all get gifts on various occassions in life. We get them as expressions of joy, appreciation celebration,love etc. Each of these gifts evoke different responses from us. These responses decide our treatment to the gifts..
We are gifted LIFE.
What we do with it, is our personal choice and this choice is the direct transformation of how precious is this gift to us.
We hear the typical 'wants from life'.
We hear 'life has been unfair to me'...'life is so cruel'...bla...bla....bla....
We keep talking of the countless things that we did not get from life.We feel unhappy.
What is then the measure of LIFE?
I believe how much we value life truely is the measure of life. Now by value I mean how much we understand and practise the integrated and comprehensive pattern of life rather than having a narrow 'I' approach to it.
My measure for life is how much more I value others than much happier I am to help others ...serve others.In order to be able to do so I would automatically work myself to keep expanding my limits of ability.
When my thinking revolves around the parameters of not hurting my loved ones to even not so loved ones,doing things that bring joy to the people assosiated to me ,directly and indirectly,I would consider myself to be filling my cup of life with the right fill for that would definetely lead to my own happiness.
So the tree of life that starts with a very strong and clear' I' branching off along with the other 'I's as well, keeps growing larger and stronger by day,giving shade to the tired and shelter to the needy has it's roots growing deeper and deeper braving the greater storms in life ...
How big and branched is your tree of life could be the measure for life.

This alone would be my measure for life.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Heavy Petting

It is wonderful to have pets.There are' n 'number of reasons in favour of the fact. You find the reasons . They are-
It is destressing
-you get unconditional love
-you get unconditional acceptance
-they teach you to love
--they make you a better human being
I agree to all of this and so my understanding is that people want pets so that
-they can destress
-they can do what ever they'd want to but still would get love from their pets
-they can be what ever they are...good ,bad, noble ,evil....they d be accepted
-do they really teach us love? I doubt ... they show us how to love but do we learn???
-this is the trickiest....they make you a better human being? A human being who is not ready to give in love...only demands?...Someone who does not care to fit into the desired parameters of right and wrong and still demands acceptance?Someone who does not want to be accountable to his loved ones??
I do not understand how can such a person be termed a good human being?
Having expensive dogs, posing pictures with them and attending pet carnivals do not make a good human being.
It is just flaunting your money in the most insensitive manner.
Am I against pets? Good God NO!!!!
I love animals but not only the expensive ones. I love all animals . I care for them and for me caring is understanding them.
My heart breaks to see pets being petted for the pleasure of man alone. They are confined to small flats with no space to be themselves.
Loving animals truely is loving Life itself.
There goes a famous Qn Ans....
why do you talk of loving animals when we do not love man himself...being so ruthless to each other? The ans was that loving animals is working at the roots.
How true...Is love so confusing?
Is not Love
to care for others- you can do that only if you come out of your comfort zones naturally ,willingly.
to be sensitive to others -you can only do that by trying to put yourself in the other's shoes
to put YOU before the I-you can only do that if you accept that YOU as a part of your I
Love is simple.
It is not different for different people.
Love alone has the power to make a person truely happy.
Love alone makes a good strong human being. Only a strong person can Love it loving animals or loving human beings for Love is Life itself.
So for me Heavy Petting stands for one of the so many luxuries in life of man...let us not glorify it with any other reasons.
I wonder if the Heavy Petters pet their own family the same way ....I have not seen anyone doing fact they turn to Heavy Petting because of failed human relationships.
A good Human Being is someone who knows to build relationships and nurture them all along and yes if we want we can learn from the animals the lessons of Love.....

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Three Goddesses

We all know that Parvati has two daughters and two sons naming Lakshmi, Saraswati Ganesha and Kartik. What we do not know is that Parvati actually has three daughters-Saraswati ,Lakshmi and her twin Alakshmi.
We talk of the first two because we like them but we never remember the third because she is not liked by anyone. What we do not keep in mind is that much as we hate her we can not disassosiate her from her twin sibling-Lakshmi..
Both of them exist together and are inseparable.
Lakshmi stands for wealth and prosperity .
Alakshmi stands for anything and everything that is negative-lust,greed,jealousy and all of the same family.
So man craves for Lakshmi,finds ways to get her without ever realising that he gets a package -the inseparable twins together.
Both the sisters manifest themselves in man's life simultaneously ,leaving him in a state of fix - the more he wooes Lakshmi the unhappier he becomes. He fails to understand the reason because he never tries to understand clearly the nature and characteristics of the goddesses that he has been worshipping.
So does that mean Lakshmi is bad?
No way !
She is wonderful!
We must worship her but she has a brilliant sister who we forget. That is our mistake. We must understand her sister Saraswati's virtues.
Saraswati represents Knowledge that leads to Wisdom.
Knowledge is the information accumulated over a period of time through various resources.
Wisdom is learning to assimilate and use that knowledge for our good.
Saraswati is the only one who can teach us the right value and use of her own sister Lakshmi,towards our good.
Saraswati is the only one that can teach us to protect ourselves or rather dodge Alakshmi while enjoying her twin Lakshmi.
If we have Saraswati in our lives Lakshmi is sure to be there ,only in all her glory and purity firmly restraining Alakshmi.
Alas! Without knowing all these three Goddesses completely ,we get carried away by the dazzling Lakshmi and ignoring Saraswati or not giving her the deserving value ,we end up in the clutches of Alakshmi- fighting, hating, killing and dying an unfullfilled unhappy life.
So He Maa Saraswati! Lead us from darkness to light....the light of Wisdom!!!!
Let us bless our youngsters with Wisdom.
We generally bless them with success, wealth,happiness.
Anybody who acquires Wisdom will have all the above mentioned naturally.
So may I wish Wisdom to all?

Monday, February 21, 2011

The Off Site

Lord Shiva was sitting with his eyes closed when Goddess Parvati bustled in . As if sensing her presense Shiva opened his eyes and smiled at her.
" Guess who I met today on my walk?''bursted Parvati''Khushi and Santosh!!!! I met them near Mansarovar...and you cant believe what I found them doing?They were meditating!!!!''
''I asked Khushi how could they afford to be there for were they not the most sought after on Earth?''
''We are on an off site''answered Khushi''along with my friend and colleague Santosh.''
''Off site? for what ?''
''To introspect,analyze our fast dwindling presense in the market .We have been told to identify the cause and come up with steps to deal with it. That is what we are doing here ,unsuccessfully so far ,though.''Khushi was really stressed. She pointed out to a far hidden cave where she said Santosh was in deep introspection.
''I don't understand''said an exasperated Parvati''people on earth do not want Khushi and Santosh any more? How can that be possible? I believed they were timeless in demand.'''
Finally getting a chance to speak Shiva said,''This is what you call Globalization. The market now suddenly is flooded with too many products. It is very natural to try those ,thanks to such agressive marketing. When the people try all ,face their effects then slowly they could come back to their old loyalities. Let me also tell you Parvati,our darling daughters have a big role to play in this transition.''
''You blaming our daughters for this? How can you?'' asked an angry Parvati.
''No no , I dont blame them . I said they also have a role to play in it.''smiled Shiva patiently.
''My darling Lakshmi , just say anything''.Spoke the hurt mom.
''You are forgetting the twin? Alakshmi?''asked Shiva?''
''Lets go and eat ,I am famished''said Shiva guiding his confused wife to the table......

Happy Pain

It was a wonderful morning.Bright.sunny,with the air filled with high spirits,collective affinity and a sense of happiness joy and enthusiasm. People cutting across age,religion,gender felt one walking, laughing the Mumbai Marathon. The spectacular myriad of colours presented in the forms of all possible walks of our lives, was amazing. The one thing that was common to all was the feeling of joy . They all ran to express that joy.
It was my first such experience. I was a bit apprehensive about it keeping in mind my physical limitations ,but it was all because of my husband's belief that I also held on to my belief and I actually could do it .
On our way back as we were walking to the station to board a train,we saw a man in his early forties ,may be,limping ahead of us. He was carrying his shoes in his hands and was walking barefooted. While crossing past each other ,we smiled . He smiled back (how beautiful is a warm happy smile...I just cant understand why such a simple precious thing is not so frequently seen!)
I asked him that why was he walking barefeet when the feet were apparently in pain.
He said that he had made some mistake in evaluating his new shoes so had developed a nasty shoe bite....
I smiled and said' Must be paining hell of a lot..could we be of any help?''
He smiled back thanking us for offering help and said,;;Not at all. Yes it is paining quite a bit but it is a HAPPY PAIN.I am feeling so happy after running the marathon that I do not mind this pain.''
I loved the phrase...''Happy Pain''.
Anything that we do ,by choice, for the purpose of joy , can be assosiated with the phrase.
Everything demands a price it is always wiser if we try to be clear and sure of our actions...what ever they are -so that they lead to happiness and what we experience then would be ''Happy Pain''