How a Flower came in to Life

18th November 2008

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Got/stole a flower bud from the reception lobby. Let it grow and watched the process each day. Then could not come to work for few days and saw the death of the flower. Life cycle of a flower. Not meaning to point anything about it. Just a mere incident in life. I guess the flower just had a good death. We all look for a good life to have a good death.(inspired by the book written by Ralston Saul - On Equilibrium, The Six qualities of the new humanism. Still half way through reading it)

Communicating via the MOBILE PHONE

I was working the whole day, and was really stressed out. My heart has stopped beating was annoyed with my own face that appeared on the monitor. That was it…. I needed a break. It was 5.45PM but still most of my colleagues were working. Guess it’s due to the fact that we say “Yes We Can” for every bucketful of “sunshine” comes in our way and then end us working till late
Urghhhhhh I forgot why I started writing this (and I keep on forgetting why I was born and who care when I forget what I was going to say), as I was saying earlier I was feeling really bored, stressed and annoyed, sad, contempt down and drowning in sea of unhappy thoughts a flash light just brighten my brain. I thought of paying a visit to my dear dear friends. And I must emphasis the fact that I can start chatting and there can never be an end. And if I am in correct mood you will barely get to talk at all.. (Ah dear friends please bare that with me… what to do I am being meJ). So I got up, started walking looking for a innocent victim to with my chatting ability. So I peeped into the nearest cubical. She was on a call (official!!!). So I went to the next, he was about to make a call, so I just passed him and came out from my division. Looked around and noticed how much we are capable of doing a “job done” only by talking over that phone (Yes the next department was busily speaking over that phone)
So came to different section on the floor, where my friend was busily texting someone at a rate. Didn’t want to disturb her. Then A loud noise shock me and was happy as this means I can finally join this group to have a chat. But when I by that place the site was not so heart pleasing at all, All of them was busily chatting away on the phone and guess what, they are using “call conferencing” to chat with a friend who was not there. OH GOD!!!
So what’s wrong with this world? Why are we hooked on to this small piece of equipment, can’t we see much this small gadget has dominated our lives.
Yes I was lonely again in a room filled with people. But at least I got something to think about and put down my “Me Thinks” like this. At the first stage of human evolution we used to communicate by signaling and sound. Like waving the hand, grunting, growling and so on. So gradually this turned in to sounds with some meanings forming letters to words and thereafter a whole sentence that was consisted with correct spelling Grammar and meanings for us to understand each other correctly. Also writing ability came in to the picture hence we wrote down what we feel and/or things we should remind ourselves. As the human nature was to reach more than what we have, we stared to reach out of our reach. So snail mail was introduced (Now its snail mail but it was the fastest and assured way of travelling news) Print media also was a hit. And somewhere down the line a wonderful phenomena, transmitting by waves was discovered. The radio was found. But all who loves that voice wanted to see them for real. So the television was introduced to us. Also during the same period with radio signaling Mr. Graham bell (the accuracy of that in not guaranteed by me as I have seeing it is rather doubtful) found the telephone. So all of these discoveries, invention one of us wanted to communicate “wireless”, hence the mobile phone was born. From a device that managed to kill-someone-with, now we have mobile phones that can be mistaken to a match box. The wonderful divine gift to the human sometimes makes us forget that we are human. This is not done directly but with the entire C%^* like globalization syndrome that many of us are facing the mobile phone plays a big part of it. First we stared chatting over the 2G technology and the text messaging(Short Message Service) was introduced making us and addictive generation (I was, but thank GOD I do not find it interesting anymore). General Packet Radio Service introduced, and the mobile communication synchronized with the internet. Now we are in the period of video calling where in simple terms 3G and/or3.5G. This is specifically used at corporate premises to hold meeting and so on.
Likewise data is transmitted and communicating through technology is occurred every corner at a rate. But have we all forgotten how it was before all this. We actually have forgotten to say HI to some of our friends. Sometimes simply because we are busy or since so many methods to communicate are available that we take it for granted. The simple keeping in touch is taking a new level of minding-your-own-business or leave-me-alone phase. Lovers do not write letters filled with their love and feelings. Those Romantic letters was exchanged only between our grandparents??? Parents are not advising their children on how to face life. Mr. Jawaharlal Nehru wrote letter of Life to his daughter Indira Ghandhi on how the man evolve and how he overcome obstacles. These letters are still inspiring those who want to have a new insight to life.
My questions are
What will happen to us?
What are we going to give the generation that comes henceforth?
Will they blame us or become more inhuman than we are?

Don’t worry be happy is what we can do for the time being. Well I must conclude now as I am getting a call to my mobile. Finally somebody REMEMBERS me !!!

Flowers

Violin Lesson

I Love to play the violin
Near a lake with moon light dandling
For that I bought a brand new violin
Went for a lesson with a sovereign

I sat near the alter
Where I could see my master
He explained “Violin” character
Alas I saw all the torture

Hold the violin align with your chin
Stand up straight with no limb bling
Keep the fingers, each wire in
Draw the bow with all strength within.

My fingers bleeding
My knees trembling
And my poor poor chin
I felt I doing a sin (to the violin)
It’s a lapse I am doing to the violin,
Seems like a blunder to all who master the violin
It’s no good me trying to learn the violin
So I bid farewell to my Violin

Good bye my dear dear violin,
May be some other day I will do some dancing
Near a lake when moon light dandling
So now I must dance after learning

SunRay

She was walking down the street
With flowers in her hand
They were pretty and fresh and nice
She had them picked when it was sunshine

The SUN had its own plan, hot and warm
Sent his rays so fast and sharp
Her lovely flowers bent with his harmful flicker
They faded and didn’t look pretty, and she was unhappy

“What good these flowers are for me All faded an dead?”
She just threw it away and walked away from them
Flowers were pretty. Flowers were fresh
But now they lay a miserable death.

Sometimes in life we throw away the most beautiful just because someone else harmed it. and We could have just protected it from happening

Why I forgive you?

Who am I to judge you?
If I am at fault myself.
I say you should do this
Yet you do what makes you feel right
Should I blame you?
And ridicule your idea and feelings
Let me wear your shoe
And lend me your colored glasses
Well, the picture is entirely different
Hence I forgive you.

Types of Reading

Recently I developed a crave for reading. I mean I was into reading but few reasons were stopping me from fully getting into it. Well all that is GONE WITH THE WIND.
Anyhow getting back to my “NEW AND IMPROVED” (oaky that’s doesn’t sound right, New and improved??? Anyways is local advertisements can use it why can’t I? That is for you to worry about and me to write J ) HOBBY, I have noticed that there are many types of reading. I will introduce them but must warn you that they are being named as READING TYPE “NUMER”, because if I start giving names for them all of you will want me to name your child J yeah!!!

Reading Type Number I
This is the type of reading where you just skim through the materiel. Nothing goes to your head. Too lazy or unimportant, for you to understand the content.
E.g. Local News papers

Reading Type Number II
More serious reading. You concentrate hard and try to get everything to your head, or you are dead (wow that rhymes, maybe I should write poetry). This type of reading is done during exam season and when you read project proposals. You may not be highly enthusiastic about them but gives prominence, if not you are DOOMED.

Reading Type Number III
Very important and you enjoy reading them. Very enthusiastic and high chance of reading them once again
E.g. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Harry Potter by J.K.Rowling
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurie

Reading Type Number VI
YOU are not reading at all. You are bluffing. The reasons could be
i. To impress someone. E.g. your parents
ii. To avoid someone
iii. To pretend that you are busy
With this type of reading what you just do is just count the number of vowels in the paper and divide them by the total number of letters and the come up with the rate of vowels per each letter. This is quite hard and this portrait you are concentrating REALLY hard on your reading

Reading Type Number V
Improvise reading. You read out aloud with little bit of expression. You use your eyes and facial muscles to improvise the content, so the CORRECT message goes to the reader.

Reading Type Number VI
Little Sister of the Reading Type Number V. Reading stories to kids. You get to read only half way through because you will have to answer the 21 questions from those little “kids”. Then you finally agree on the modern term “I was BORN intelligent and education ruined me”

Reading Type Number VII
Everyone thinks that you are reading “The Constitution of Blah blah blah. But actually you are reading the “Archie comics”. And the people around you wonder “hmmm how come that serious stuff she is reading sounds so funny….”
“Wik-keeeeed”

Reading Type Number VIII
Reading news or a product portfolio in radio. No feelings, just loud.

Reading Type Number IX
Reading billboards on your way to office. You see how the colour fades away each day

Reading Type Number X
Reading number plates. You can add divide subtract or multiply the numbers plates on vehicles. And notice similarity of some of the number plates with phone numbers that you know.

Reading Type Number XI
Reading the fellow MAN kind. It’s not hard to read another human being. But very amusing, the way they say or do something totally different from what THEY REALLY FEEL INSIDE.

Reading Type Number XII
Reading your own self. NO COMMENTS!!!

All’s well that ends well. Currently I am reading 4 books and the all fall in to “Reading Type Number III” and “Reading Type Number II” as I am doing few assignments and my exams are near.(I am not much of a studious person anyways). Reading Type Number IX and X are my favourites.
Let’s see what all this reading will lead me into. Two options either I will have at least the brain or I will end up becoming JANE.

Think out of the box

The original was,
Think out of the box
But all I want to do was
To think the shape of the box
So why not for a change…
Think out of a “ball”?
And go round and round
Think out of a “cone”?
And go round and up
Or think out of “something”?
And have no limits and boundaries
Just think free
Not the shape of the box.

How to say No

No means NO
Do you want more?
And I said NO
Why don’t you want more?
Because I don’t KNOW
Now there is another NO
Do you really think it’s NO
No this is not that NO
It is this KNOW
Well I don’t know about that know
And I know more No
No more know NO
I am just learning how to say NO
And you KNOW