17 June, 2007


A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use while the other unused. Only one child played on the unused track, the rest on the operational track.

The train is coming, and you are just beside the track interchange. You can make the train change its course to the unused track and save most of the kids. However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the unused track would be sacrificed. Or would you rather let the train go its way?
Let's take a pause to think what kind of decision we could make................

Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice only one child.
You might think the same way, I guess. Exactly, I thought the same way initially because to save most of the children at the expense of only one child was rational decision most people would make, morally and emotionally.
But, have you ever thought that the child choosing to play on the unused track had in fact made the right decision to play at a safe place?

Nevertheless, he had to be sacrificed because of his ignorant friends who chose to play where the danger was. This kind of dilemma happens around us everyday. In the office, community, in politics and especially in a democratic society, the minority is often sacrificed for the interest of the majority, no matter how foolish or ignorant the majority are, and how farsighted and knowledgeable the minority are. The child who chose not to play with the rest on the operational track was sidelined. And in the case he was sacrificed, no one would shed a tear for him.

The great critic Leo Velski Julian who told the story said he would not try to change the course of the train because he believed that the kids playing on the operational track should have known very well that track was still in use, and that they should have run away if they heard the train's sirens. If the train was diverted, that lone child would definitely die because he never thought the train could come over to that track! Moreover, that track was not in use probably because it was not safe. If the train was diverted to the track, we could put the lives of all passengers on board at stake! And in your attempt to save a few kids by sacrificing one child, you might end up sacrificing hundreds of people to save these few kids.

While we are all aware that life is full of tough decisions that need to be made, we may not realize that hasty decisions may not always be the right one.

Remember that what's right isn't always popular... and what's popular isn't always right.

Quote :

"Everybody makes mistakes; that's why they put erasers on pencils".

24 May, 2007


All of us believe that we are strong..
strong enough to withstand the pain that comes our way...
to fight any situation and better still, face the music...
Strong enough not to be supported by anyone ,
strong enough to be alone yet be steady ,

What we don't accept, is that a little help from someone won't hurt...
venting our anger on someone won't make us any weaker...
leaning on someone just to catch our breath won't make us dependent on them...

Quote for the Blog

"It takes more courage to reveal insecurities than to hidethem,
more strength to relate to people than to dominate them,
more manhood to abide by thought-out principles rather than blind reflex.
Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles and an immature mind."

~ Alax Karras

23 April, 2007

The Window

Two men,both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passingby. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness, when shared, is doubled.

30 March, 2007


I 'm unable to decide which is worse -
the guilt after doing something,but it turning out wrong...
or the guilt of not doing anything at all...

08 March, 2007

Body v/s Mind

I ve begun to wonder whether mind is more important or the body..don't seem to be able to come to a conclusion....

Mind is the think and feel tank and the body is the executor..So is one of them alrght without the other..
Doesn't it get frustrating if you have the mind to think but you are unable to do.. you can feel but you can't express.. you like , but you can't appreciate...

When your mind is asking for activity but your body can't execute it..

And then people say that mind is all that matters...

15 February, 2007

कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती

लहरों से डरकर नौका पार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

नन्हीं चीटीं जब दाना लेकर चलती है,
चढ़ती दीवारों पर सौ बार फ़िसलती है,
मन का विश्वास रगों में साहस भरता है,
चढ़कर गिरना, गिरकर चढ़ना ना अखरता है,
आखिर उसकी मेहनत बेकार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की कभी हार नहीं होती।

डुबकियां सिन्धु में गोताखोर लगाता है,
जा जा कर खाली हाथ लौट आता है,
मिलते नहीं सहज ही मोती गहरे पानी में,
बढ़ता दुगना उत्साह इसी हैरानी में,
मुट्ठी उसकी खाली हर बार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों कि कभी हार नहीं होती।

असफ़लता एक चुनौती है,इसे स्वीकार करो,
क्या कमी रह गयी, देखो और सुधार करो,
जब तक ना सफ़ल हो, नींद चैन को त्यागो तुम,
संघर्ष का मैदान छोड़कर मत भागो तुम,
कुछ किए बिना ही जय-जयकार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की कभी हार नहीं होती।

- हरिवंशराय बच्चन

07 February, 2007


From the day we are born , its drilled into us that one shouldn't cry...

A simple expression of emotions and feeling is denied by calling the child a cry baby. More so with a guy. A guy willing to express his feelings is called feminine.

With adults scolding us , asking us not to behave like a spoilt child, crying all the time , it seems to have become a part of our system that it is not good to cry.

I m not here to advocate people weeping all the time... but sometimes crying is just the best way to vent it out of our system. It needn't be necessarily done in public , but there is no harm in crying one's heart out.But somehow , most people are shy to admit it. Its as if you are brave because you didn't cry.

I feel it takes guts to freely express oneself, without bothering about what others think.

Quote :
Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water.
~Antoine Rivarol

08 January, 2007


It was another of those regular pedantic conversations i was having with my mother when she said somthing during the chat that struck a chord...

She said , and i quote , "If you think a weakness can be overcome, then an effort should be made to overcome it. But if you know that you have a certain weakness of which you can't do anything , don't waste energy in trying to make it better , but try and hone your other skills that you are much better at."

Quote :
Obstacles is what one sees when he takes his eyes off his goals.

19 November, 2006


kissi ke intezaar mae hum baithe hai
pur samay to kut he nahi raha...
aur ye ghatta hai
ke mujhe uksa ke chal di !

02 November, 2006

On / Off

I learnt a very interesting concept recently..

We all face situations in life when people have a tendency to tick us off... some do it intentionally and some unintentionally.. but in either case , the reflection of what they've said/done is reflected in our moods.. we generally tend to become reactive after such incidents, spoiling our mood ( and even our day sometimes )...

The challenge lies in not letting such people/situations affect us..
Going by the concept , it says that anytime someone tries to do such things (read : Tries to Turn you OFF) , one must make a conscious effort and Turn ourselves On again (pun totally unintended ;)). And what is even more important to remember is that though someone has made the effort to turn us Off , only if we try on our own can we get switched back On.

An easy and effective way i have discovered for achieving the above is simply by trying to think if the person is worth spoiling your mood.. it works most of the times...

Quote :
It takes but one positive thought when given a chance to survive and thrive to overpower an entire army of negative thoughts.
~ Robert H Schuller

22 October, 2006

In Your Hands

One day a child goes to his mother and asks her, "Mother, who is that old man sitting on that mountain?"
The mother answers, "Dont call him and old man. He is Lord Buddha, who knows answer to every question in this universe."

"Really, he knows answers to all questions?" asks the child. "Yes my dear", replies the mother.
The child goes to the mountain where Buddha is meditating, catches a butterfly from the garden, and cupping the butterfly gently in his hands, approaches the buddha.

Keeping his hand behind his back, he asks Buddha, "Is the thing in my hand alive or dead?"

The child thinks that if Buddha answers that the thing is alive, he will crush the butterfly in his hand and show the dead butterfly proving Buddha wrong.

And if Buddha answers that the thing is dead, he will open his hands gently and let the butterfly fly away, proving Buddha wrong again. Thus Buddha would not know the answer to all questions. "Is the thing in my hand dead or alive?" asks the child eagerly.

The Buddha opens his eyes, nods his head and replies,

"My dear son, the answer lies in your hands!".

Quote :

The pessimist complains about the wind;

the optimist expects it to change;
the realist adjusts the sails.

~ William Arthur Ward (1921-1994)

26 September, 2006


What is beauty..
is it what is visible , or is it something deeper than just skin.. or should i say face value..
in which case, how much should one understand and take as face value..

But then if what is important is what lies deep inside , then what is love at first sight... is it a reality..
isnt love at first sight simply a direct reaction to someone's external appearance?

Quote for the entry :)

“No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.”
~ Oscar Wilde

11 September, 2006

Arbit thoughts

Have you ever wondered why we deny what we should actually accept..what we know is true...
I wonder what it is in us , that stops us from accepting the truth...which is actually evident..

31 August, 2006

Some Hallucinations

I feel am all alone , even though i am one amongst the crowd.... or am i just hallucinating !

Quote :
If you want something done well, do it yourself.

This is why most people laugh at their own jokes.
~ Bob Edwards

08 August, 2006

A Memorable Night

We’ve been friends for quite sometime now... I had seen this coming for a long time.

He finally took me out for dinner….

Even the ambience was perfect…gentle breeze , starry night … dinner (without electricity) hence in candle light ..
“We’ve been friends for ages.. so I want to tell you something”

I could barely hear what he was saying… my heart was pounding.. say it quick, I can’t bear this any longer , I was saying in my head.
“I love her, I really do.. your best friend…..”

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have

21 July, 2006


We all have a view about things.. but it is so important to hear what others have to say..
People can sometimes add a whole new dimension to things/situations... and it is not just important to listen to others, but also try and understand their perspective... its amazing how sometimes , it can help solve problems that we consider deadlocks ..

“Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.”

18 July, 2006

Friends...lifesavers :)

I like this forward a lot.. a friend's impact in one's life is something that can't be expressed in words...
So here's going out to all my friends... Thanks for always being there for me !

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.

"I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with myfriends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and trippinghim so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives".
He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.

As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!"
He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to thinkabout college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and Iwas going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be aproblem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

On Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it throughthose tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.

"I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of thefirst day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in someway. Look for God in others.

"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have troubleremembering how to fly."

09 July, 2006

First Salary

We all have aspirations and dreams about our First Salary... how we intend to spend it or save it ;-)..
But what would you say if someone didnt have any emotions attached to their first salary... so would you call me abnormal?!?

Quote for the Day

"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by frost."
~ J. R. R. Tolkien ( Lord of the Rings )

29 June, 2006


A hill station is supposed to be a serene place which brings peace to your mind..
So am i crazy if i say i experienced something totally opposite... all the while, different absurd thoughts kept coming to my mind , and by the end of it , i was more annoyed and depressed with life than i would have been otherwise...

I wonder how sages manages to meditate atop such hills !

People have one thing in common.
They are all different.

17 June, 2006

Self Appraisal

I don't know if i ll ever reach this level in my job.. but satisfaction i feel is one of the key things while working... Found this forward very relevant ... besides i can't seem to think of anything else to write..


A little boy went into a drug store, reached for a soda carton and pulledit over to the telephone.He climbed onto the carton so that he could reachthe buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits.

The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:
The boy asked,"Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?
The woman replied, "I already have someone to cut my lawn.
"Lady, I will cut your lawn for halfthe price of the person who cuts your lawn now." replied boy.

The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.The little boy found more perseverance andoffered, "Lady, I'll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of North Palm beach, Florida."
Again the woman answered in the negative. With a smile on his face, thelittle boy replaced the receiver.

The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy and said,
"Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job.
"The little boy replied, "No thanks, I was just checking my performance with the job I already have.
I am the one who is working for that lady, I was talking to!"

"Accept complete responsibility both for understanding and for being understood."
~ Brian Tracy