' The Toughest Part '

"The toughest part of getting to the TOP of the ladder, is getting through the crowd at the BOTTOM"

I got ths lovly sayin thru a mail, in fact a FWD mail.....

'People were busy to scratch few letters in an in-land letter....so they invented e-mail - a short cut - to keep a faster contact. And now they are too busy these days so they just keep in touch by forwarding them......'

Nw d wrd ‘BUSY’ scares me snce I red d latest post (click here)on my frnd’s blog….He hs wrtn in a vry contained maner. The diff betwn lisnin and hearin…d diff betwn makin n doin….n mny more of d sort….
Bt d way he hs depicted it, is absolutely awesome. I mst apreciat it…snce it’s a bold thought n today we all mst hve sum time…I mean sum time to think….some time to think about ourselves….some time to step out of the rat race for a while…..some time to realize the mistakes, accept them and correct them……some time to press ‘Backspace’ and correct the spelling mistakes……some time to think what is ‘convenient’….some time to understand the ‘meanings’……some time to…..
Now I remembered an old stupid joke. “A man comes from a village to a city and to a Hotel. The hotel menu reads

‘Breakfast 6 a.m. to 11 a. m.
Lunch 11 30 a.m. to 4 30 p. m.
Dinner 6 p. m. to 1 a.m.’

And the villager innocently thinks, ‘Hell…when am I supposed to see the city?’
I was searching the villager’s stupidity in sane peoples’ behavior. The gist of the story is, do not deviate from what you are here for. Surely for that you need to understand why you are here for….
I don’t find any difference between the villager and all the rats in the race. Both are finding it difficult to take some time out for them. They have forgotten their goal and they are behaving so stupid that they don’t understand, in fact they are not even trying to understand…..
Before I preach heavy dosage any further, I should mention of a fantastic chat conversation I had with my brother the other day. It made me rethink of what I am thinking……of what I am doing ……of what I am being…..he assumed himself to be one of the RATs in the race and me the spectator. It was very easy from my side to critique the race and stay away from it; but it was not a piece of cake to be in it and of course not feasible to think to come out of it; rather to leave it half way. But I guess I came up with a ‘can be’, ‘might be’, ‘should be’ and/or ‘must be’ solution which my brother addressed to be not impossible but improbable.
Let me explain and if you are frustrated/tired till now reading my post, then leave it here – says a good show stopper at that point when he is actually going to present something interesting– so …..
Let us consider a person who has started earning after his graduation – currently I am keeping aside the fact of choosing a right track of career, making good decisions, etc. So this person has a wish to be a stock broker. He has liking toward it and is more interested to excel in share market (say) than to work for somebody. Now the most practical thing he would think of is making a lot of money to be a broker. So he starts saving some out of his salary. He keeps his wants of buying a bike, watching movies, having a blast on weekends with friends, etc. aside. But after a while he gets married. So he thinks of saving some, out of the savings for his wife’s desire/s or may be wants or may be needs. Then children, there future, then securing his own later stage of life and what not….
Main point is, here he has left his aim behind and given importance to other things which were not in his wish list. What if he would have managed his savings for his primary goal, to be a broker? What if he should have thought of only his ultimate desire? What if he might have thought of saving some lesser amount but not get deviated from his path?
That’s why he was another rat. He started with everybody else thinking something different. But he forgot in the middle and became one of the ordinary.
I strongly believe that if you are obsessed with something then you know how to get it. Then get it. Don’t accept your defeat. In a throw of an unbiased die, the probability of getting 6 is 1/6. So keep throwing till u get 6. But do not get disappointed by getting 1 or 2 or anything below 6. In fact I recommend saving it and utilizing it later when you get a 6. So it is always better to get at least 5 when you never get a 6. I also agree with my brother’s philosophy about how you can have a lot of money:
1. if you are born rich
2. if you have a well paid job
3. if you take a gamble in your life
4. pure luck

I am not born rich,
I don’t have a well paid job,
I cannot think of relying purely on my luck since it has dashed me many a times and
I am not even ready to gamble in my life.

But…….
but I am ready to get out of the flow for a while thereby will keep going toward my ultimate objective. I am absolutely ready to fulfill all my and my partner’s needs, desires, wants, wishes………..managing my ultimate goal. So why not do the same to prove to thyself not to the world that you are one of the ‘more than ordinary’ people.
Yes, I am engaged and not busy….yes I take some time out of my engaged schedule……yes I have a lot of things to think about and work on…..SO I can think faster, the ways to achieve the achievement.
End of the day my dear readers keep this in mind that some one has said, “Either you can be a good philosopher or a very good husband……” And me...........
I not only want to be a good husband but I want to be an exception…..!!!!

haikus......

Late night sleeps;

morning dreams;

Increased hopes.....


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‘Chipotale’

“Hey”, said one voice….. “Please do it by deadline”

“Don’t worry, I have started it….will be neat and fine”

He leaned over me and tried to find what’s in there

I was pretty careless with zero percent of fear……

“Hey buddy I guess she will pass….”

I was still careless coz I knew the touch of class…..

He carefully lifted me up in his strong arms….

And laid me on a table….

I started feeling scary while looking at his face….

I guess he told this to himself but me, “Please my baby, don’t move, be stable…”

Now the time was when I started realizing my guts

For him it was a daily routine like eating few fresh peanuts....

He was calm while I was growing nervous….

I checked myself again if he had put me reverse….

It was nice as if realizing my importance….

Now there was no question about my future performance…..

“I am done…she was the last one for the day….”

“Nice job”, said a voice with full confidence and zero % dismay

“So…..I will see you soon….have a nice weekend…”

“Thanks for the beautiful work you did my friend….”

And his boss picked me up I heard him in his regular quirking…..

“TOM…!!! Here’s another chip that’s working….”

An Ode to

An ‘Ode’ to

Knock Knock……somebody knocked…

I opened the door and was seriously shocked….

To see the one who came in my life….

Long time ago…. she would have been my wife….

“It’s been so many hours….” I said

“Stupid! It’s been so many years….” She said

“Come in”, I said hastily…

“Of course”, she said nastily…

I was speechless when she was so comfortable….

And kept idiotically a glass of water in front of her on the table….

“How are you”, she said…..

“I am fine”…I was a bit red…

“So….?”, she exclaimed…..

“So….”, I explained…..

“Do u remember the days we spent?”

How can I forget….every moment I meant….

“You know what”…we both said together…..

And then a pin drop silence for both of us to bother…..

“See…..still our wavelengths match…”

Amusingly she looked at my hand and said, “Nice watch.”

Again I was speechless since there was nothing to say….

And she was enjoying my reactions whatever the way…

Then I asked if she wanted some tea…..

“Don’t bother sweetheart”,….she said with an aggressive plea….

I was being challenged by her appealing words….

But then I realized I was least attracted….to-wards……

“How come you are here?”….I was trying to be formal….

“To give you something back”….she was quite normal……

And she gave me a card in which…..

There was her name going to get wedded to another name which was quite rich…..

Suddenly I was more than happy…to see her in disbelief….

But I tried to show I was not…to make her feel relief…

Then she got up and said, “I must go its too late…”

And now I was very aggressive while saying, “Its okay you can wait….”

But she went to the door without even having a cup of coffee….

I then held her hand…she turned…waited… but received just my smile that was miserably fluffy…..

And all of nowhere she hugged me and kissed on my cheek without uttering a single word

And I was once again feeling like on the top of the world……

She was in tears and said, “I really miss you…..”

Then she opened the door to find ‘THE beautiful lady’ outside and screamed,” Oh my god you????”

She looked at me with some unknown expressions….which showed something like she was much convincingly worried….

And then I bloated, “Yeah you got me right, I am married.”

Why I dont write.......

I dont write not because i dont like to wirte.....
I dont wriet not becose i dont kknow to write....
I dont write not sinse ii cant write.......
I dont wrtie blogs baceause "THE HELL..... WHEN AM I GONNA GET REED OF MY SPELLING MISTEKS?......."