Taking a full Circle!

I chose this title for two reasons:

1. Sometime in September, i had posted a peice titled "The Classic Heart v/s Brain tussle" . In that post, i mentioned how i was being persuaded by a friend of mine to beleive that in certain circumstances 'Heart' wins over 'Brain' and how i refused to buldge, just to accept the fact in due course of time.
   Recently i experianced taking a full circle on this theme, when i tried to convince a friend of mine who at this point in time is an ardent brain supporter and just doesnt not want to listen to heart's call.
   I hope to succeed in changing my friend's outlook.
2. October marks the 2nd anniversory of this blog. I never expected, i would be able to extend this blog so long. May be one major reason for this is the fact that blogging gives me a chance to express myself in my own way. Unlike an argument or a discussion, when i blog i am mentally much more relaxed as i know this is going to be a one sided affair. And to my surprise, it is also helping me to think and write freely.

Jigar Maa Badee Aag Hain!!

I am crazy for T shirts. Just cant resist prowling on them in malls. Infact now i and another like minded friend of mine are finding it frustrating to get some good branded T shirts as there are none. Else one need to go to Lacoste or Tommy which i would be able to afford in a year or two:).

Recently i and my friend(HL) went to a Colourplus shop to have a look at the T-Shirts being merchandised. Sharing a comic moment with you as to what happend thereafter. Here i go....

Me: Bhaisaab T-Shirts hain??

Sales Rep(SP) : haan sir ,bilkul hian.

Then i and HL takes a look at the stock.
Me(Being dis-satisfied): Aur collection nahee hain kya?

SP: Nahee sir..ub T-shirts kaun pehenga..Sardi ka mausam shuru ho raha hian.

Me: yaar utni kahan thand aaye hain abhi...?
Now enters my friend HL....

HL to SP: Are bhaisaab.. T-Shirts rakha karo--hamare dost ke jigar maa badee aag hain...Unke liye T-Shirts hee theek rahegi:)

And then everyone in the shop burst into laughter.

"Voice of God"

To me Byran Adams has got the voice of GOD. I have been listening to his numbers for a long time now. A hidden facet of Byran Adams is that he is an equally good writer.

The following song has been written by him. Sharing the lyrics from his -'Best of Me'.
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Sometimes words are hard to find
Im looking for that perfect line
To let you know youre always on my mind
Ya this is love - n Ive learned enough to know
Im never lettin go
No, no, no - wont let go

When you want it - when you need it
Youll always have the best of me
I cant help it - believe it
Youll always get the best of me

I may not always know whats right
But I know I want you here tonight
Gonna make this moment last for all your life
Oh ya this is love - n it really means so much
I can tell from every touch
No, no, no - cant get enough


When you want it - when you need it
Youll always have the best of me
I cant help it - believe it
Youll always get the best of me(solo)

Ya this is love
And Ive learned enough to know
Im never letting go
No, no, no - wont let go

When you want it - when you need it
Youll always have the best of me
I cant help it - believe it
Youll always have the best of me - yeah!

When you want it - when you need it
Youll always get the best of me
I cant help it - believe it
Youll always get the best of me
Youve got the best of me

Ever Wondered....

Everyday when i go to work, i see two raring examples of perserveance in my office complex.

1. There is this girl who keeps on cleaning the door glasses for pratically the full day. Its been 3 months now iam to this new place and i havn't still seen her not shining the glass even for a stretch of 10 mins.
2. There is this bunch of guys who keeps on moping the washroom floor for the entire day.

Both of these examples teach a lot to me. What must be goin on in the brain of the cleaner in the washroom when someone like me walks over a just moped floor. He has to again mop the entire floor.

Wouldn't he be getting frustrated? I think -certainly 'yes', but in due course of time he gets used to this.

This sounds perfect till one gets accustomed to ones routine work. But the point iam trying to make is one should also carry ones previous experiance and be more patient and elastic in entering into new/ foreign realms of life or work.

The Unforgettable 'Geetika'

To me the term 'satisfaction' holds two definitions:

1. One feels satisfied with if one achieves goals though not too the fullest but to a large extent.
2. Satisfaction can also be considered as a rare experience when your thirst for something implicit, undefined and intangible aspiration is quenched.

Recently I got a chance to comprehend the second connotation of ‘satisfaction’ on my visit to ‘Aasharan’. ‘Aasharan’ is a noble initiative to up bring the destitute and ignored children of our society. Recently i visited 'Aasharan' as a part of the SAPPORT team. The entire team was supposed to spend a day with some really cute children and to me that day has turned out to be an ever remembering one. The joy and smile on the face of these children while spending time with strangers like us was way beyond my imagination. To me most touching was the cute little 'Geetika'. The warmth and affection of these kids sadly reflects their lack of exposure to the outside world.
The kind of talent these kids have is phenomenal. They can draw, paint, sing and dance beautifully. I wish they get a right platform to showcase their talent. But for that to happen their basic needs of education, food and clothes have to be taken care of.

At the end of my visit I realized the true meaning of an anonymous quote
‘I cried for I had no shoes till I saw a man with no feet’