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Sunday, 22 December 2013

Angels this Christmas.....

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It’s Christmas time :) This time of the year brings lots of happiness, gifts and surprises. I remember as a childhood memory the importance of this time when a family in my neighbourhood would put a shining star in their balcony and I would know it’s Christmas. Children love this celebration the most. They are the ones who honestly believe in the concept of Secret Santa fulfilling their wishes. And as years go by it just remains as a memory.

So…Another year is about to draw its closure. Personally I am waiting for this to happen with a blink of eye. In my view nothing has worked right for me this year. Still in the last couple of months few things happened and these changed my course of life to a great extent. And this post of mine is dedicated as a note of thanks this Christmas to those two angels of mine.

I am sure both the persons would be totally surprised to find their names here. Even I am just as I realised how you both have played an important role in this phase of my life. To introduce my first angel – He’s the person I look forward to meeting everyday at the bus stop. As they say few people just click along well. And so was with him. The funda of travelling in bus for an hour to reach workplace seemed weird to me. I delayed this travelling as far as I could but finally it had to come. Post Diwali vacation it was my first day to travel by office bus. Not sure of the pickup point, I reached a few minutes [actually a lot early]. The place was empty and I told my dad probably we’re at the wrong point. After a wait which looked like eternity, a tall guy walking in his own world, at own pace with Infosys ID card emerged from nowhere. Huh! I sighed at the confirmation of being at the right place. And there it started. Quickly we found similarities of being MBA graduates 2013 pass out from similar colleges and lot of things in common to discuss.

I had filled my bag with a novel, my ear phones and lots of sleep. I had my next list of reading books ready. Surprised with this amount of effort? It was needed because I was at that point of life where I was making efforts to draw myself out of the sad love saga of my life. A break up from a 5 year long relationship had left me devastated. I started dating one of my friends but looked like I would create another mess and injustice. And so I had been trying hard, time and again, to come out of this. I was unsuccessful all the times. Finally with the start of my job I made up my mind. I promised myself in these last two months I will walk on this path. And so I was slowly trying to be with myself all the time.

I use to refer to him as my bus friend till I reconfirmed his name :P His name is Vikky with a ‘k’. Yes, it’s his real name. I discovered soon he’s one of those who will miss the bus very often and his life would seem to be unusual if he doesn’t. And I experienced it soon enough where he took a lift from a scooter uncle to chase the bus for around 2-3kms. Initially trying to be quiet I would sleep off after sometime and avoid talking. But he’s a chatter box. He would never give up. He would often interrupt my gaze and lost thoughts outside window bringing up lot of varied and random topics of discussions and I started to like it soon. I found these discussions better than trying to sleep or forcing mind to keep thoughts away.  And now I enjoy my bus journeys. It would not be overboard if I say I look forward to them when in an otherwise no purpose day [considering the ‘no-work’ disaster in office]

I think anything new in life keeps you going. Be it a new activity, new hobby, new work or getting to know a new person. He’s my first ever guy maarwadi friend with whom I get along well inspite of a lot of opinion differences [I think it’s because of cancerian scorpion compatibility:)]. Initially it was a lot of effort to keep myself away from checking my phone in bus and doing the unwanted. But with my new companion it has become natural to me. These days, I atleast, do not realise when the journey passes and we reach office and still are not out of discussions. And then these continue in our return journeys. From guessing the return travel plan of other person, to using office intranet to fix up return time, to forcing each other to take early/late bus, it’s been a wonderful start to these bus journeys.

I realise now how short lived this is going to be. Two weeks more and he would be on his way for his new job. And that’s when I realised God’s purpose of this brief interaction between us. The friendship has always been about bus journeys. Come the weekend and we would be in our own lives. So I am not sure how far we would be in contact post this, but you shall always be remembered as my ‘bus friend’ and missed during the travel time.

Yet to click one together!

I am sure you all would be wondering this is only a part of the day that is covered in this, what about the in between time. That’s where my second and precious angel comes into picture. She isn’t the one I got introduced to recently. We have been friends or rather ‘via- friends’. Her name is Aditi, can be referred to as teddy bear :P We have been a part of common group of friends between me and my brother. And that’s how I know her. But today the Aditi I know is very different, the bond we share is one of the bestest and the times we share is the most fun filled. Today we dislike when people ask us how do you both know each other – and we have to talk about the ‘via’ friendship. We have become friends in ourselves.

She also works with Infosys but was a part of branch which was 44kms away from mine. For some reason she took one month transfer to my office and we ended up sharing the same cubicle. Till the time she came to my office, my floor people would have hardly heard my voice. All my team members use to be on other side of floor/different floor. Since she joined me in my cubicle, the entire floor hears our laughter, hi-fi’s and discussions. Every day she has been brining something new in my life. New learning’s, new thoughts, new ways of looking at things and lot more. I have got to read a lot of new things staying with her. We are now known for our long walks in and outside campus and power naps at desk and in dorms. Engrossed in talks, we would not realise how much we have walked or how much time we have spent. She has been angelic enough to accompany me during day so that I would not feel alone. She would study or finish her office work after I left from office. At the end of the day when I would be back home, I was good to have a peaceful sleep without much worry.

She has seen all of me in these two months. My crazy side (which is at best with ) to my low side. She has seen tears in my eyes out of non- stop laughter to emotional tears. She has seen me changing and adapting to her crazy ways. One of these include the way we interact in washrooms :D We start off our discussions as strangers –
 ‘heyyy! It’s been long. I didn’t see you around. How have you  been?’
The responses would go on to fake onsite visits, the abroad travel with family and many other classy, posh and cheesy things we would want to do.
Initially I would react with the expression – ‘what the **** is wrong with you’ or I would start laughing. These days I pull it off and she’s amazed to see it.

We would start off from the desk because we had nothing constructive to do on work front. And end up spending hours together with ‘Away’ status on office communicator.  One talk to another, one incident sharing to other, one opinion to other, one belief to other…With so much ease I have disclosed most of myself to her in such a short span of time. Never did I have second thoughts in mind considering she’s first a friend of my brother.

Thanks to her we now somewhat have a youngsters group on campus. No more do I have to bear the office gossips or backbites at lunch table/chai breaks. I have people with similar thoughts to share table with and topics of our interest to discuss. The recent spiritual insight of her life has been mesmerizing. I owe it majorly to her for helping me in this not so good phase of my life. Like we believe everything has a purpose. And this entire turnout of events in last two months has been an affirmation of the same.

Again this is going to be short lived as soon she would be back to her old office. I wish she stay here for longer. I wish for her a special Christmas gift from Santa this year. Consider this as my way of thanking you on this Christmas eve teddy bear :)

That's my Addie  and fun times with her:)

Thank you to both of you for being the invisible hands in helping me sail by being with me during this time.



P.S: Thank you God for once again making my belief strong that you’re always with me, guiding me and helping my way out. 

Thursday, 19 December 2013

How much longer? How much further?



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How much longer, how much further,
Working so hard, so lonely, so isolated.
Each day I open my eyes but my soul prefers to sleep,
Like a robot I am doing everyday’s regime.
No purpose of this disdain life,
Yet I am surviving with all my might.
Life fucked up at every possible mode,
I wish I could relive those moments which I  just let go!


Like a free spirit I want to be again,
Tired I am of trying to be all sane.
With boundaries all around I long for air,
Is there something I can do without worrying about here n there?


When will it stop, when will it end?
The fear of society that harasses me each day.
 Dread and fear grips tight,
Like a prisoner bound and trapped,
Emotions inside, tangled and messed up,
There is no end!!!

 
Just let it be!


Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Its 11-12-13!!!

Hey der :) How r you all? I have kept myself intentionally away from blogging because it would have been overdose of negativity on this precious space. I am trying hard to forget it Asap and hence was not wanting to create a memory here about it. However I do intend to sum up sometime soon but not today surely :)

Soooo...Its 11-12-13 :) Once in our lifetime calendar where numbers looks so perfect n sequential. My friend and me were trying to be super excited about the day but it turned out to be a normal one. Still I feel these small things matter to me a lot. That time in your mobile clock when it turns 3:33 am/pm or when I capture 1:43 am/pm. It gives an unknown sense of optimism that things following it will turn out to be perfect. 

And on this note I would like to sign-off and leave you all with a video on optimism:) 



Here's something for laughs :)



And this is my favourite comic scene from the movie dhamaal :)



~~ Cheers ~~ 

Thursday, 7 November 2013

My First Month at Infy!

The astute among my readers would have noticed by now that I haven’t blogged since over a month. And it coincides exactly with the time I started to work. Not blogging for so long is a testimony to the fact that I have been enjoying my work and changes. And Oh yes, it’s a lifetime memory to start working in your birthday month :) So I here I come back with my first month experience in corporate post my MBA.

It’s exactly a month since I joined Infosys family. It was the awaited day since past 6 months. And finally when it arrived it was a day when my heart felt a sense of pride when is rare to me. My family was excited to see their daughter living her dream of MBA and soon to become a ‘manager’ in their words. I was damn nervous. Reasons could be attributed to many things. The biggest being the comfort zone of love & care I got used to in these 6 months of break. How does it look like today? I am still new into the system, learning has started, things are not clear, work is confusing, future is uncertain…..But what matters to me is that I am really happy. Every day that I step out for work, I am eagerly looking forward to the day. And at this moment I recall my internship mentor’s [V.P of HR of SAP] words – Biggest tool to test employee satisfaction is how enthusiastic/positive your employee is while coming to work!

The mornings have been a bit of struggle. Waking up at 6am to ensure I login at 9 after a drive of 1hour was a concept totally new to me. But it’s good to realize that there are lot of people around you who are up at that time and share the routine. It’s just that my eyes used to be closed that time and so how I thought about the world.  Well not getting into every knick of detail, below are a few highlighters about the journey so far:

  1.  I am extremely astonished to see the vicinity and dedicated maintenance of Infosys’s beautiful campuses. I have so far visited the most coveted Mysore DC followed by Bangalore and Hyderabad. Each has the architect and spirit of its own. While there are extremes of opinions about this investment and philosophy, I am follower of the group which admires and takes pride in this fact.
  2. Training was decent. We got opportunities in initial days to interact with biggies of the company whose reputation and contribution we didn't exactly know. Now as we’re getting absorbed into the system it’s vice versa.
  3.  Work environment is extremely positive and cheerful. Especially the people with whom I interact on daily basis. There is equal enthusiasm for work, food and fun :)


My day end with notes taking. It helps me to draw a meaningful closure to my day, acts as a self tracker and allows me to plan better the upcoming day. I intend to continue this habit for quite some time.

That's my Day 1 Click in campus:)


In closing this little lengthy, verbose and unstructured post, I need to admit certainly that I enjoyed my first month at work. Looking forward to many such firsts :)


That’ the update for now :)  See you all soon.

Tuesday, 1 October 2013

From Summer to Monsoon...All in all

To give you all a snapshot I can just show you all one song - My fav of this season. I lived like that. And it made my days better whenever I felt low. Meaningful lyrics by Amitabh Bhattacharya. Beautiful video. Dashing Ranbir Kapoor. From my fav movie of the season:  Yeh Jawani Hai Deewani.


Ooh.. aah..
Ooh.. aah..

Shaame malang si
Raate surang si
Baaghi udaan pe hi na jaane kyun
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye

Da da dan dan dung dung dang...

Kal pe sawaal hai jeena filhaal hai
Khaanabadoshiyon pe hi jaane kyun
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye
brrrooom...

Da da dan dan dung dung dang...

Mera falsafaa kandhe pe mera basta
Chala main jahaan le chala mujhe rasta
Boondon pe nahin
Boondon ke samandar pe woh oo woh...

Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye ho...
Ho.. na na na....

Shaamein malang si
Raatein surang si
Baaghi udaan pe hi na jaane kyun
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye
Ilahi mera jee aaye aaye

O... woh..
O... woh..

Ilahii.. Ilahi.. Ilahi..! 





Thank you all for staying tuned to this series of posts. Lots of love. 



~~Cheers~~

P.S: Happy October :-)

Monday, 30 September 2013

On the factual list - From Summer to Monsoon...

So now comes the factual list of things done.

If driving license is the recognition of learning to drive then I have procured one. I learnt driving car although I haven’t practiced after that. I cleared the car driving test and have finally a 2+4 wheeler license after riding bike for 3 years without license.

Also I read quite a number of books. I have completed the series of Shiva Trilogy. Plus I read Sins of a father and religious books like ramcharitramanas. Currently I am reading one of the old books I have got but hadn’t read – The da vinci code by Dan Brown.

I have got a guitar for myself just for obtaining the pride of possession :) But I have started learning it too through online lessons.I think that's a good way to start.Now I know a few chords now and can strum some general tunes. All in all now I get irritated when I see any hero/heroine holding a guitar and portraying as if they are playing with so much ease while just running around or flirting with their co-stars :-P And I have started admiring the guitarist of bands whenever I watch any shows.

On the series front, I have successfully completed Dexter series all 8 seasons. And I still and will continue to love Deb and Dex.

Oh yes you all should know this. In order to spend time together with mom I have developed this habit of sitting and watching her favourite sop operas from 8pm-10pm. [Megha you’re remembered at this point :)]. So right now if anyone needs update on “Meri Bhabhi”, “Ek hazaron me meri behna hai[which is over now], “DIya aur Baati”, “Yeh rishta kya kehlaata hai” do contact me :) And to tell you all the truth they are not as bad as we think them to be. Some of them have really helped me in managing things at home. I think it all depends on what is your take away from them.

Since I was never at my new home before, I hardly knew my neighborhood nor did they know me. But I am glad the ganesh chaturthi celebration gave me this opportunity. I thoroughly loved the daily gathering and masti with kids. And now I am known by all elders in the apartment and the favourite didi of kids[Watch out bhai, I am taking your place everywhere BbuuHahahaha]

The Bachcha Party :)

Lastly . I think all my friends were waiting for my return to get married. In 6 months 3 of my friends got married. I am glad I could be present for their precious moments. It was so much fun and reconnecting after having been away for 2 years [I know my friends would raise their brows if I use the word “away” because of my frequent visits :-P]

Brides this season!



 Signing off for now. 
~~Cheers ~~~

Friday, 27 September 2013

From Summer to Monsoon - Travelling :-)


One of the best things about this vacation as I discussed has been being able to do things I love to. And to top the list was travelling :) I traveled, traveled and traveled. Places list include Amritsar, Bangalore, Bhubaneshwar, Delhi, Ganga sagar, Indore, Kolkata, Latur, Manali, Puri, Shirdi. Aaahhhh!!! It gives so much satisfaction seeing it here written :) I traveled to small towns, villages, large cities, hill stations. I traveled in summer, in monsoon. I traveled with relatives, cousins, friends, family. It was so much funnn. Having listed the places I think it will be too much of a task to describe each visit.  So I shall, for my loved ones, describe few of my favorite non – alcoholic high moments.            

 1. The moment when I was inside a sleeping bag, with camp in centre of forest adjacent to a waterfall after a long day trek. Wow :) The recollection of the moment itself spreads smile across my lips. There was born fire, it was cold, it was scary when we started anticipating possibilities of things that can happen at night.  But after all it was an adrenaline rush adventure.
The camps in middle of the forest:)

After the adventurous night!

     2. When I was swinging to the wind left and right, zapping      towards the ground and again up towards sky, in the midst of Himalayan Mountains – Wohoooo!!! I was paragliding in Manali. After an interesting successful negotiation we were at the top of the mountain[can be compared to the runway of flight]. I was the first to take off. The time when you hold the parachute and start running down the mountain till the time your legs are cycling in air, it is indeed much more pleasure than sitting in a plane watching the wheels takeoff from the ground. That’s the moment when I literally felt like a freeee bird!

The trekking!

Himalayas in Background!

As I gear up :)

From the sky :) :) :)

Way to gooo!


       3.  The days with cousins enjoying the simple yet peaceful village life was another best time while visiting relatives. Those endless discussions, random thoughts, sleeping under the sky.


The masti!!!

Three Monkeys of...!

My team of cousins:)


         4. Watching MP [Madhya Pradesh]  style royal wedding in Indore is a pleasure in itself. And when it’s of your best friend its one of the unforgettable moments :)


With the bestie :)
       5. On a lazyyyy Sunday morning when I started riding with friends on bikes in Bangalore – till the time we were admist the clouds twisting and turning to reach the top of Nandi Hills – To the time when we had maggieee chit chatting. It was sleep well compromised.
Bangalore friends :)

The mist!

The Fog!


       6. The awesomest flash of endless stretch of Bay of Bengal when I opened the balcony door of hotel room on 7th floor. I was awe struck. The ferocious sea, the gurgling sound of waves hitting the shore just 100 meters away from where I was standing. It felt like heaven.

Isn't it awesome?
You get a moment when you feel powerless too. The water till the horizon with its tireless process of wave generation makes you realize what power it holds. Standing in the balcony I felt unsafe realizing the power of sea and what destruction it can cause to meager humankind.  We humans keep bragging about small powers we have. At that moment I felt overshadowed by the unsaid yet evident power of sea.

When I just turned side on my bed towards the window, I could see the Sea. When I was reading a novel in the balcony as lifted my head up, I could see the sea.

Till the horizon:)


The marine drive!



It has been my dream come true to have been able to spend so much time being so close to Nature. Wish to keep exploring and keep travelling.

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

A typical evening - From Summer to monsoon.....

Throughout these six months I have developed a bad habit of getting up late. But i cherish and m going to miss those evening when i would be wandering on terrace. With music on, I would be roaming around watching the sunset, changing colors of sky, huge buildings till the point of horizon I can see and my thoughts. How days were on campus and how they would soon be when work starts. What I have gained, what I have lost, what I have learnt, how I have grown,.....etc etc etc...And with these thoughts in mind, eyes rolling from one point of horizon to other, and legs hopping to and fro on terrace, the entire city would change. From the bright sunshine would elope darkness covering the entire city. Then sparkle like lights from smallest of small homes would make the stretch of city look like a necklace with pearls. The entire city changes obeying the laws of nature, people probably winding up their work to return to their loved ones, temple pundits starting off the evening chores, mothers and wives at home starting preparations of dinner, hustle bustle in the city peaks. But Aahh!!! I would be still standing there. Nothing to worry about, no routine to be followed. With a sigh of relief I would walk down the stairs back home calling my "Maa" and cuddle like a kid in her lap.  

I would be really missing the willingness backed with ability to do things as per my mood along with ample of time to be spent doing things I love to do:) 

Sunday, 15 September 2013

From summer to Monsoon…….

What I anticipated to be a break of lifetime, literally proved lifetime…A stay of two months at home once looked difficult [after spending two years away from home].Now as I can count on fingers the days left before the corporate kickoff, I am taking some time off to relook into these six months of break. Never have I rejoiced for so long. Before I am good to let off myself into the next phase of life, it is imperative to draw closure with the previous phase. And that’s what this title and following posts shall give a peek into :)


Retro - Spection !


Signing off for now! Catch you all soon.


~~Cheers ~~

Thursday, 29 August 2013

One more off the Bucketlist :)

Dear Blogdosts,

I was in a theatre all alone watching 'Once Upon a time in Mumbai Doobara'. I had asked for a corner seat and preferably a bottom row.At the end of the row were two college going girls who couldn't take their eyes off in disbelief seeing me all-alone. At first they thought probably some friend/bf would be joining me as the seats next to me were empty.

Oh yes! This has been on my bucketlist since quite sometime. I had to persuade my mom so much to allow me to do this. She was taken by huge surprise seeing me so excited to watch a movie alone. Oh yeah! That's me :)


Next on my huge simple, silly yet my precious Bucket list is a trek to Himalayas coming Summer :) Woohoo!!!


~~Love~~

Monday, 19 August 2013

Happy World Photography Day !!!


"Today everything exists to end in a photograph" - Susan Sontag

Photography have moved from being an occasional ceremony to a routine. Photos have flipped from being a part of home albums to filling social media pages. And the "likes and flaunt" have substituted the "memory capture" reason of photography. 

Still for much good I can see, these days capturing moments have become an integral part of all lives. Thanks to the social media and its daunting addiction. It's said, the photo is just as good as the person behind it. And equally true is the fact that usually people are lost in appreciating people/content of the photo. And the person behind the lenses go unnoticed. So here's wishing A very happy world photography day to all the amazing photographers out there - Amateur, Pro or professional :) 

Though my love for photography is still in the budding stage, I find this good enough reason to share few of my clicks on this day with my blogdosts :)

A 'still' of moving life !!!

The dense spread !!!

Twists  'N'  Turns

Refreshing :)


The playful capture ...

World  of clouds - Up in the air :)

Serene Sunset !!!

The Sand & Water combo
Behind the lenses :)

~~ Cheers ~~


Friday, 16 August 2013

Worship...What is it at the end of all? Part II

Part II


....Contd [ For part I: What is it at the end of all - Part I ]



Really!!!



All hands asking !
On one hand the ways of worship involve offering water and milk to lord shiva, hair to lord balaji, goat to lord durga and so on and so forth. Then on other side is the eye opener in the form of “Oh My God” which touches on these subjects in the most logical and agreeable manner. I am sure God would not be liking the line of devotees on a special day just to fulfill the routine, or the way people hover, crowd, fall and insult one another in a temple just while breaking the queue or showering[rather throwing] his/her water/milk/flowers over the idol.  So these days when I am offering water/milk over the idol and see it getting drained into yet another sewage system, I think am I doing the right thing? Shouldn't this serve some needy?  And I still walk out of the temple with no black and white answer!

Then there is the novel “Conversations with God” which identifies each of us as God in ourselves but with unawareness about the memory that we are God. The book is in the form a conversation between an ordinary person [the writer] who poses questions to god out of frustration and seeks answers. In the conversation God says there’s nothing right/wrong, good/bad, optimistic/pessimistic, hell/heaven. It says good wouldn't be known as good until and unless there is identification about bad. So how is it that good becomes lovable to god when god knows good is not possible without bad. So it is with right/wrong. Right is not right or valuable unless there exists something recognizable as wrong. And since both are either forms of a situation/person, whose existence is not possible without other, it is not right to believe that god loves one and hates another. An action of individual is the outcome of the spectrum through which he sees and perceives things. But at the same time it warns that this should not be considered as an excuse for the way one is leading the life. If the actions taken are justified by your inner conscience then there is nothing wrong in that. It highlights the words of god saying that Hitler was never sent to hell. He was right in the way he thought and was true to his conscience towards the purpose he visioned to serve.  

Now coming to the belief of Brahmakumaris. It is so far the only one which directs me towards that supreme power and restrains from making an idol that I should be worshiping  Meditations, self awareness, the way we lead our lives is the path towards meeting the divine power – Shiv baba. It recognizes each of our souls and the ultimate soul as just the source of light, the world a stage of drama, and human beings as characters playing the role. Destiny is something we create of our own lives. Many now consider Sister shivani, one of the popular preach to be someone close to divine. May be in future a day might come when even she would be qualified as God and worshiped  But she herself never says so. She says all of us are children and the supreme soul is the father. This is the time to devote to the only power and go on to the path which will peacefully help you sail through the end of kalyug into the next cycle. This form of religious belief preaches only meditation as the way of reaching god. And reaching god not just after death, but on a day to day basis to recharge your inner strength batteries.




All these have clogged my spiritual beliefs. If I visit temple or not, if I do the rituals or not, offer prayers or not, believe in one god or not, if I fear or not, if I respect or not – At every step I am not in two thoughts but in multiple. While I try to follow all, I am following none. What is god? Ask me! And my mind still goes unanswered because I do not know the real god!



P.S: My sincere and genuine request to god is to let me know what the right thing to do is. If not in this lifetime, then it’s my wish that after this life I should be allowed to retain the memories of what happens after death and what and who God is!!! 


P.P.S: I personally follow sister Shivani's advice. I think it is the most useful source of knowing ourselves and solving our day to day problems. To watch please visit: [Sister Shivani on self management ]

What is it at the end of all..???

Monday, 12 August 2013

Worship...What is it at the end of all? Part I

Part I :

A disclaimer !

I am just 23yrs old and I am already confused and have umpteen questions about the way we worship. I am sure there are lot of people out there with questions relating to God, its existence, various poojas, after death reality and much more. Well this is no eye opener but just my ways of letting God know how confused I am!

So far I have gained knowledge from sources like Bhagvad Gita[Epic about Shri Krishna], Ramcharitmanas[Epic about Lord Ram], Shivlilamruth[Epic about Lord Shiva], Conversations with God[Novel by Neale Donald Walsch], to some extent Shiva Trilogy[Novel by Amish], Oh my God[ Hindi movie; remake of “The person who sued God”] and finally Sister Shivani [Brahmakumaris who believe in Shiv Baba]. Now my source of confusion is the extent of diversity and differences in the beliefs that each of these claim to be true.

What is the right thing to do?

To start on one common ground, all of these point to the existence of only one God. Lord Ram, Krishna , Shiva, Sai baba[irrespective of order of their arrival which is still debated] were the forms of God to restore harmony when the mankind was disturbed. True and agreed. Then why is it that all epics written about these forms of God[ref: ram, Shiva, Krishna] asks/commands people to worship these forms and not the original one and only on whose behalf these forms were created? I am sure these forms of God would not have told people to worship them. Surely there would have been a spread of knowledge regarding the supreme, the almighty and way to worship/reach out to them. I consider this to be the human created thing that the original knowledge got lost in its way of descending down the generations and the only remembrance being that of “human forms of god”.


I so far consider God to be lovable, kind and forgiving. I sit to pray when I feel I need to talk to God. This talking may involve thanking, asking for advice, guidance, questioning, sometimes conveying anger, frustration and other times asking for strength to face all. This has been my idea of connecting with God. I always wondered why people did it as a ritual/routine? In Recent times I have been able to spend a lot of time reading books related to God. And that is where I found my answer to the above question. The books define long processes of connecting with God, ways of offering to God and ways to avoid his anger. In the books it clearly marks out the segments where people have been punished /cursed with God’s anger due to their negligence, arrogance/failure to follow rituals. The writers of the epics/books mentions at every instance how people were treated when they mistreated/forgot to worship god, not just worship but worship in the right manner. This is the root of “Fear instilled love for god”. But my mind wanders, is God such an ordinary personality to force people to worship him/her and curse them if they do not do it? As human beings we might have the need to be loved by others, the need for power to be demonstrated over others to feel good about ourselves. But God is Divine! Would he have defined such ways of worshiping?

To be Contd.....

Part II [ What is it at the end of all - part II]

Thursday, 8 August 2013

Blog's Marathon

Dear Readers,
Its my pleasure to share that my blog stats number (viewer counts) have crossed 10,000 :) Writing and sharing has been a very cherishing part of my life. With accelerators and brakes have been able to reach this milestone. Thanks to all my readers for your love in the form of visits and encouragement in the form of comments :) 




Keep reading dear blogdosts :)

~~Cheers~~
   Komal
"Dream. But don't make it the end of all"



Monday, 5 August 2013

Customer Delight Experience


As I entered the shop, I was nervous. I had spent one entire day for planning and making the surprises for the occasion of friendship day. It was the last and most important step, and I prayed it go right. I was in a printout shop, Lepakshi, Hyderabad. And the surprise was posters and photographs. Well on an ordinary day it might not sound a great deal. But when your eyes & heart have wandered and imagined the reaction on receiving the surprise from loved ones, you want it to go flawless.

One amongst the staff came over and enquired the requirements. I started off with simple color printout. As he took my pendrive and starting seeing the folders, my requirements became more specific. First I made him resize photographs to different sizes. He did so very patiently. Then I enquired about the different type of papers used for color prints and posters. Before I could direct him regarding non wastage of color prints, he himself gave black n white prints and asked me to check if this meets my requirements. I smiled, verified and gave a nod. One part was done.

Then I enquired for posters. A4, A3, biggest one, smallest one. Will the poster lose its quality on a bigger size? Should I opt for A4 or A3? I was confused. He asked me to show the posters. After seeing them he assured me that I should opt for A3 as they will look perfect and not lose the quality at all.  Still, I wasn’t sure. He understood and gave one black and white and color print for one of the poster. I was aware only of the b&w print. He got and waited for my “okay signal”. Immediately he went and got the color one. I took few seconds after looking at the lovely poster to react. I took off smile from my face and told him, “bhaiyya why did you give color print w/o me telling to do so. If I wouldn’t have liked this, still you would have charged me for this waste print also”. He smiled and said, “No ma’am. That’s why I only showed first the bnw one. If you would not have approved, I wouldn’t show you the color poster nor charge for it. Also I will not be charging you for the black and white verification prints”.  One after another all the posters were in my hand and I was happy at the execution.

Still my work was not over. I asked him to single out all photographs from the main sheet, so that I wouldn’t have any work left after I reach home. All this while, the other staffs were talking to him in local language which I do not understand. But from the gestures I could make out they were being annoyed with my polite demands and their staff’s smiling adherence. But the guy did not pay any heed to them and continued what he thought was his duty. Once the small photographs were ready, I asked him punch machine and scale for posters. He asked me the purpose and I explained him. He fetched me those from the adjacent shop [this is called walking extra mile. It was not obligatory on his part and a simple “not there ma’am” would have done]. As I did my work, I started rolling the posters neatly, taking care not to spoil them while I fit them in my bag. As soon as I rolled he got me a rubber band and a “fit to size” plastic cover.

At this point the guy enquired if I had made those friendship day posters myself. When I replied with a yes he said “they are really very nice ma’am”. And it was one more step into my happiness. Then I kept everything in my bag and with a sigh of relief finally asked him “Haan bhaiyya kitna hua in sabka [who much for all this?]. I haven’t enquired any rates because all I wanted was work well done. As the guy worked out the details, I took out the money and handed him over.  As he brought me the change I tipped him decently and said a biggg thanku. He was all into smiles now. He turned back to the other staff members and started talking in local language. All I could understand walking out of the shop was that he was happy to giveback answer to the other staff in their face :) And I was happy seeing my work in hand.


The happiness of the receivers :)

My Kaidi number 347 :) Dishluuu

And the precious smiles :)


P.S:  This might sound as an over exaggerated post. But I have had deadly experiences of reprinting an entire project, suffering the cost of a color print for 100 pages when I had asked for black n white and lot many. I truly regard this as a customer delight experience.