Where innocence lies.

The night is aphotic, but anyhow it passes leaving the trees, the stems, the flowers, the petals looking aqueous; leaving the eardrums still attentive to the sounds like a berserk ape beating hundreds of metal cans all together. Another day arrives when the clouds are still masking the sun.

Her little palm grabs my index finger, pulling gently, almost rushing me to lead her to the already traveled road to the school. The crispness of the air outside fills the lungs, inspiring them to ignore another shot of smoke injected in today. Her little feet travels jumping over the puddles, while I enjoy the morning bird sing into my ears and a drop of arctic like water lands gently on my right cheek. I wish all my worries are snatched away from me today, no matter how much I try to hold them close to my hurting chest. I wish to see a speeding cloud incoming and hauling me away on its cushion like pew. Every new wrinkle on my skin is forcing me to draw a bit more of my interest out of the irksome responsibilities, which once I thought was an achievement at work.

While things that don’t really matter in life engrosses my mind, I step in the puddle. Right there her candy coated voice interrupts my thoughts.

“Did your socks got wet?”, her curiosity sounded through her smile.

Her innocence brings me back to life. This is reality. I know I was missing out on a lot and I now know it is time to turn around.

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There is always a better one out there

Few days back I was at the party with my wife. Including my uncle’s family, we were talking about classical Indian music because my wife has learned and practice vocal Classical Indian music.

We were talking about an android application that is on my phone that is for playing a piano with your touchscreen. My uncle requested my wife to play that piano and so she did.

Making a little mistake at one point, my wife mentioned to my uncle, “Although I have learned music, Vighnesh can play this piano better than me with his sixth sense.”

That made my uncle say, “That does not matter. Because probably I can introduce you to my friend who plays better than Vighnesh. There is no need to compare yourself with him. We just want to hear how you play, that’s all. There always will be someone better than the other.”

Now, that’s the line we are sticking at.

So much weight that truth holds. In chapter 2 – never compare of “Volume 1 of Get inspired Get thinking”, my e-book I mentioned a similar thing. There is no point comparing and having yourself feel bad/down.

Now, just to add another lesson to it, something that my uncle said, there always will be someone better than the other. So, do not ever feel bad for not being as good as others. Why do we feel that we are not as good as others? Why do we not concentrate on the fact that we may be better than someone else at doing something.

Everyone is not the same. Everyone is not the strongest. Everyone is not the weakest one either. Never underestimate the power of anyone, including your own self.

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Some of my friends reading my blogs ask me how I get the ideas to write. I just try keeping my eyes and ears open. Things happen right in front of you. Every day, every new situation is filled with a lesson, so be a good observer and be a good learner.

“In order to inspire others, you have to be inspired first.” – Robin Sharma

By being a good observer and a good listener you will be inspired and you will be able to inspire all around you. so Stay Inspired, Stay Thinking.

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A romantic/suspense fiction coming your way. If all goes well it will be there right when 2013 Valentine’s day is around the corner.

Till then will keep popping up here when I can, with more thoughts and more inspiration.

Get Inspired Get thinking – the ebook

 

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My dream of writing something inspirational has come to reality only because of all your support and it was always you the readers, who kept guiding me to strive for better and bigger. You – the readers always kept me inspired to keep writing. I am very thankful for that.

We will keep the journey continued. Soon will be publishing the final contents, and a sample of the book here. so keep an eye. 🙂

Thank you.

Kindness – it can start anywhere, anytime and by anyone

Hello again people,

When you are busy enjoying your weekend, please do not forget to be kind; be good – to others. There are many of us you will notice who has more than what they need, while there are others who can merely dream of what is our basic needs. These needs – absolutely so basic that we barely consider it something to be thankful for in our everyday life.

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On the left is a picture of Mother Teresa, with a beautiful thought we all should ponder upon.

Another story of an Indian Chef, Narayan Krishnan caught my eye on facebook in the past week. A normal looking human being with an extra ordinary observation skill.

Here is a link you can use to watch the video on Youtube from CNN report.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJZoOGXIXQU

All these people are trying hard to keep this world spinning round nice and smooth. I think its time we all should join them by doing whatever is under our power. Admitting to their beliefs can even help by spreading the word that such unsung heroes out there exist.

These are the heroes who still light the candle of hope in the storm of world that is turning meaner. They are keeping the hope alive, that there is still something good out there.

Because we are so busy, trying to make more money and finding our dream job or buying a new car, it is absolutely acceptable to forget about people who has nothing to hang on to. But it is our duty to help those heroes to keep going, these heroes who are there to dedicate their life spreading goodness around. We can at least be a little inspiration or support to these heroes in order to help the poor ones indirectly.

All this just for sake of “KINDNESS”, kindness that can start anywhere, anytime and by anyone. 

The day I stopped drinking milk – an inspiring story.

Following is a story I am copy pasting from my inbox of Yahoo. The fiction I am writing is something similar to this story line and it was brought to my attention. The picture on the right is of Sudha Murty. She has collected stories and put them together in a book, one of the stories is included here as you will read ahead.
Very inspiring true story. Something that I always insist the readers to do. Help the kids. Once again in the story below it is proved that helping a kid into a right direction will help us build a better world for tomorrow. Not only the future will be healthy and in the hands of responsible citizens but will also help continuing the chain of doing good to the next one found in need.
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Sudha Murty, chairperson, Infosys Foundation and author, is known for her ability to glean interesting stories from the lives of ordinary people and weave these narratives into a unique blend of anecdote and fable.
Her latest collection of stories, ‘The Day I Stopped Drinking Milk’, features a fascinating cast of characters, each of whom made an indelible impression on the author. Extracted here is a nugget from ‘Bombay (Now, Mumbai) to Bangalore (Now, Bengaluru)’, one of the most heartwarming stories in this collection:

It was the beginning of summer. I was boarding Udyan Express at Gulbarga railway station. My destination was Bangalore. As I boarded the train, I saw that the second-class reserved compartment was jam-packed with people. I sat down and was pushed to the corner of the berth. Though it was meant for three people, there were already six of us sitting on it…

The ticket collector came in and started checking people’s tickets and reservations.. Suddenly, he looked in my direction and asked, ‘What about your ticket?’ ‘I have already shown my ticket to you,’ I said.

‘Not you, madam, the girl hiding below your berth. Hey, come out, where is your ticket?’ I realized that someone was sitting below my berth. When the collector yelled at her, the girl came out of hiding.

She was thin, dark, scared and looked like she had been crying profusely. She must have been about thirteen or fourteen years old.She had uncombed hair and was dressed in a torn skirt and blouse. She was trembling and folded both her hands.. The collector started forcibly pulling her out from the compartment. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling. I stood up and called out to the collector. ‘Sir, I will pay for her ticket,’ I said.

Then he looked at me and said, ‘Madam, if you give her ten rupees, she will be much happier with that than with the ticket.’

I did not listen to him. I told the collector to give me a ticket to the last destination, Bangalore, so that the girl could get down wherever she wanted.

Slowly, she started talking. She told me that her name was Chitra. She lived in a village near Bidar. Her father was a coolie and she had lost her mother at birth. Her father had remarried and had two sons with her stepmother. But a few months ago, her father had died. Her stepmother started beating her often and did not give her food. She was tired of that life. She did not have anybody to support her so she left home in search of something better.

By this time, the train had reached Bangalore. I said goodbye to Chitra and got down from the train. My driver came and picked up my bags. I felt someone watching me. When I turned back, Chitra was standing there and looking at me with sad eyes. But there was nothing more that I could do. I had paid her ticket out of compassion but I had never thought that she was going to be my responsibility!…

I told her to get into my car. My driver looked at the girl curiously. I told him to take us to my friend Ram’s place. Ram ran separate shelter homes for boys and girls. We at the Infosys Foundation supported him financially. I thought Chitra could stay there for some time and we could talk about her future after I came back from my tours.

I was not sure if Chitra would even be there. But to my surprise, I saw Chitra looking much happier than before. Ram suggested that Chitra could go to a high school nearby. I immediately agreed and said that I would sponsor her expenses as long as she continued to study. I left the shelter knowing that Chitra had found a home and a new direction in her life.

I got busier and my visits to the shelter reduced to once a year. But I always enquired about Chitra’s well-being over the phone. I knew that she was studying well and that her progress was good.. I offered to sponsor her college studies if she wanted to continue studying. But she said, ‘No, Akka. I have talked to my friends and made up my mind. I would like to do my diploma in computer science so that I can immediately get a job after three years.’ She wanted to become economically independent as soon as possible.. Chitra obtained her diploma with flying colours. She also got a job in a software company as an assistant testing engineer. When she got her first salary, she came to my office with a sari and a box of sweets.

One day, when I was in Delhi, I got a call from Chitra. She was very happy. ‘Akka, my company is sending me to USA! I wanted to meet you and take your blessings but you are not here in Bangalore.’.

Years passed. Occasionally, I received an e-mail from Chitra. She was doing very well in her career. She was posted across several cities in USA and was enjoying life. I silently prayed that she should always be happy wherever she was.

Years later, I was invited to deliver a lecture in San Francisco for Kannada Koota, an organization where families who speak Kannada meet and organize events. The lecture was in a convention hall of a hotel and I decided to stay at the same hotel. After the lecture, I was planning to leave for the airport. When I checked out of the hotel room and went to the reception counter to pay the bill, the receptionist said, ‘Ma’am, you don’t need to pay us anything. The lady over there has already settled your bill. She must know you pretty well.’ I turned around and found Chitra there.

She was standing with a young white man and wore a beautiful sari. She was looking very pretty with short hair. Her dark eyes were beaming with happiness and pride. As soon as she saw me, she gave me a brilliant smile, hugged me and touched my feet. I was overwhelmed with joy and did not know what to say. I was very happy to see the way things had turned out for Chitra. But I came back to my original question. ‘Chitra, why did you pay my hotel bill? That is not right.’ Suddenly sobbing, she hugged me and said, ‘Because you paid for my ticket from Bombay to Bangalore!’

(Excerpted with permission from Penguin Books India from Sudha Murty’s ‘The Day I Stopped Drinking Milk: Life Stories From Here and There’)

Lessons in Movies – Runaway Bride

Runaway BrideJulia Roberts; Richard Gere, you remember that movie right? Good entertainment. There was a part in that movie (many of you have already discussed this over and over with people; in that case I am sorry to bring it up again) that really impressed me. I mean, I was actually flattered how thoughtful of that person who came up with the idea of that “egg theory” or that is what I like to call.

Egg theory - working out a bit too much with Speedy.

Maggie Carpenter (played by Julia Roberts) does not know how she likes her eggs (in above cartoon Speedy knows what he wants but apparently the server is a movie watcher like me who gets a bit too much influenced by the movie). But more important thing to notice, she orders her eggs just the way the guy she is with likes it. If you were the guy Maggie was dating and if you like “sunny side up” that is what she would order. (Spoiler Alert ahead)

Interesting part is at the end when she tries all kind of eggs and comes back to Ike (played by Richard Gere) and says, “I like, Eggs Benedict, I hate all other kinds of eggs”. The moment of realization.

Now, the lesson I see here through my eyes and the way my brains function is that a lot of us; perhaps all of us go through that same phase some time in our life.

We do not know ourselves. We may not spend any time in discovering ourselves at all. May be it is because we get highly influenced or sort of dominated by the other person around. It is all about self discovery. Whether you are at work or in a relationship or hanging out too much with certain someone; it is very obvious that you end up having some influence of that person. That is where we need to hold on to being ourselves. Try that today. Notice people around you and try thinking of the ways they move or talk or do other things and try to remember what really impresses you so much that makes you want to adopt it. There are chances you will realize that you already have adopted those things. Try to figure out is it worth keeping or not. Try more of discovering yourself. Try finding the real you instead of being dragged along with someone.

I have noticed people getting out of a relationship of a few years and feeling little lost to understand what they want and end up with someone who is totally not worth again. That happens because when you were with someone for so long you have changed. Everybody changes. There is nothing wrong in that. Just take your time to figure out again who you are, define yourself again. Do some self discovery about those changes and then move on. Always remember, 2 words “self discovery”- very important alright?

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Earlier I wrote a blog asking to notice people around you and adopt one good thing from them, to be super awesome all together carrying everybody’s 1 good thing in you. That is so not related here. It sounds confusing and mixed up but whole other story, okay.

Have a lovely day, thank you for reading 🙂

 

Don’t Give up NOW!!! (To keep blogging)

I read this somewhere (how clumsy of me neither to remember who said it, nor able to find it now),

“Success comes to those who keep on going from the point where others stopped.”

Today’s blog is dedicated to all the bloggers on WordPress. Especially those who crave a good traffic and yet regardless manage to do a good job. Following is inspired from self-realization of going over 1000 hits on my page this weekend. This is specially dedicated to the new bloggers or surviving bloggers.

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I have not been blogging for too long myself, but what I have noticed a lot is bloggers coming and going in a day or two. Then I have also noticed bloggers who are consistently writing something; something good. Then there are those bloggers who write something and get famous, moving on they get lost in the crowd of “expert bloggers”. Some of those had time once to check your work and follow you but then you never heard from them again because they became too famous and busy, talking to more famous bloggers than you. We can be that too someday, no stopping to it, if you look for growth.

Within 2 months of blogging and having to notice all that is kind of scary.

The quote I mentioned on the top is for bloggers who are doing average. I was one of them. Uh I mean I am one of them or may be not even that good yet. But hey, pardon me if I do feel great already.

When you are blogging you have to concentrate on your own blog. Forget about bringing traffic and attention. Forget about how many people stop by. Stop thinking about topics you rather should write about that people want to read. Because that is when your blog will not stay yours anymore.

Few days back I found out about “bloggers awards” there are like 3 or 4 different types or something like that; never paid much attention. (I rather try remembering who said that awesome quote on the top).

One of the award-winning blogger published an article about “how to achieve those awards”. First thing that blogger said was that blog had been up since 2002. He/She got an award in 2008, so this is what I want to bring your attention to. 6 years of work and patience it took there to win an award (that is if you are planning to achieve one).

Another disturbing truth I found in that article is that blogger started writing about Erotic/Sexual topics that got him/her lots of attention. (No offense to those who are writing on same topic as long as that is exactly what you want). Now, we all know that will bring you attention too if you may write about that topic, because the world seem to love reading about it. But, the point here is the moment you start concentrating on topics to get traffic to your blog will not stay yours anymore.

So, stay where you are. Keep writing/blogging for fun. Because as far as my experience of blogging goes (2 good months), I think I got away meeting very thoughtful people who never know may turn into good friends someday.

Because I choose to write about feel good/inspirational topics, I found a few more who choose to write the same. The way I see it, there is a bunch of superheroes trying to make the world a better place reaching as many readers they can per day. Trying to cheer them up; make them feel positive; make them laugh; keep them going with the daily battles at work or home; help increasing family values. That is all it takes to be a super hero right?

So for super heroes like us and Speedy Sparks (I know you saw that coming), keep doing what you are good at. Don’t be bothered with the traffic.

Having your own thought as a blog; read by 1 person who need it the most will count much more than writing a blog that 1000 people like to read it.

Don’t give up, Keep on going. Write what makes you feel good. Happy blogging.

My Magical Rock

(The following does not have to hit you as hard it hit me because I believed. If you believe you would love what you are going to read. If you do not believe I hope something would happen to you soon that will make you believe.)

The title is pretty clear to explain that I have a magical rock. I mean I really do. It was not a metaphor to some philosophy or life lesson. Here is a story for you.

Long ago – almost a year ago; I watched that video (documentary) they made from the book “the secret”. It was impressive at some points. In that there was a story of a man who had this little rock that he called “a gratitude rock”. What he used to do is now and then he would hold that stone in his hands and say things he is very thankful for. Nothing to do with the stone here, it’s just some idea he came up with. He would even carry the stone to make sure at least once or twice a day he does this “thank you for this and that” routine. 

Once when his friend’s son was sick, he sent this rock to him. They put the rock under this kids pillow or something (as I vaguely remember) and in few days the kid was cured; while good medicines did not seem to work for him. The point is this positive energy of being thankful was transformed into that rock over a period.

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Now, that story impressed me. I have no friend with a sick kid or no such mission to carry out, but the idea sounded perfect. The idea of having something that reminds you to be thankful to things and people you have around now and then. And so I started looking for my rock. My only purpose to have a rock that time was to start being thankful and appreciate more in my life.

When I started looking for this rock, I was determined to find something outstanding; something with a style and attitude of its own. It was almost like picking a star cast for a movie that has a potential to win Oscar. Then I started looking for that rock every where I go. On the streets when I am walking; in the park literally searching for it; hiking near the lake, I tried all I could. It was over a week to 10 days I seemed to find no rock that caught my eye or spoke to me.

One morning when I was at work – in the kitchen I had to put away a huge food-order delivery for a busy week. Doing my job like a normal day. Emptying boxes of produce one after another. Potatoes; tomatoes; eggplant, it actually was getting tiring. Then came the box of green beans. As soon as I turned over the box of green beans into a plastic crate there it appeared. The rock that I was looking for past 2 weeks. I wanted a little rock that was impressive with its style; that had an attitude; the one that will speak to me and make me pick it up. I was looking for it out in the streets and in the park but none of those million rocks spoke to me. And here, this one little rock came travelling to me all the way from “I don’t know where”.

 The one here and above is the picture of that rock I found. I found it had style and attitude. Why? Because it came looking for me all the way inside my work place kitchen, where even a fly cannot get in. Barely there is a bunch of cilantro with a little sand in it once in a while. Having this huge rock was just the most surprising thing I ever imagined in a produce order. And so I believed that very instant. I believed that’s gotta be it and so I kept it.

It was one of those happy days in my life. It felt great within to experience something amazing like this. They always said, “Look harder; try harder and you shall get it.” Well, I did look and try hard to find that rock and I think I tried a bit too hard and made this rock travel to me.

Later I kept it with me along with my other “holy” stuff (I’m a bit of religious guy). Reason keeping it with my chanting beads and other little talismans is because I do sit down to pray almost everyday. I tried carrying it with me but was scared it may scratch of the screen on my phone etc. was not a good idea to carry it everywhere. Ever since that day, when I sit down to pray; I hold this rock in my fist and think of all the people and things I am thankful for that includes, “My job (like it or not I am thankful for having one); my family (each with a different gift); my friends (each having little secret of mine to keep); my laptop; my phone…pretty much everything I love or use a lot and can think of at that time.

It really helps. Not by feeding positive energy and life into that rock, but by reminding myself of what surround me and how incomplete or unhappy I may have been if it was not for those things and people in my life. It really helps to realize everyday or now and then, that how good it feels to be thankful.

Hope you all have a good start to your week. In case you missed yesterday’s cartoon “blogs this week”. Check it out. It will give you an idea of what else is coming up this week.

Thank you for reading. Have a great Monday (who am I kidding? We all know Mondays are bad and lazy).

Owner of the Emerald – story and a lesson

Here is a short true story with a few facts changed. It was published once in Time magazine. It’s a story of an Emerald stone.

There was a doctor who owned Emerald. He never had clue what it was. For him it was only a decorative stone he found somewhere once. After all he started using that stone as a paper weight in his office.

Gachala Emerald

One day a man walks into his office for some business who happened to have a lot of knowledge and value for jewellery and stones. He saw this Emerald sitting on the desk, which should actually belong all the way back hidden in some sort of safe. He instantly offered the doctor if he can buy the stone and settled a deal for a million dollars (trying not to be very unfair). The doctor was surprised and actually happy to struck such a deal that day.

After a month that man sold the Emerald for over 11 million dollars. That money could have been made by the doctor, but it didn’t work for him. Why? Only because he did not have any value for what he owned.

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Us and that doctor are so much alike. Often we do not understand the value of the character or talents that we possess and inspite of being owner of such valuable treasures we try to find happiness outside in materialistic pleasure. It is us who do not spend time and efforts to search the inside of ourselves to discover what potential we may have.

Arabs were poor before they figured out that there is a big load of treasure right under their feet – the oil. Once they found it look how rich they are now.

Same is this cartoon here, Speedy thinking he lost the map to get to the mountain while its right there sticking on his shell where he can’t see.

All of us are filled with such treasures. Think hard, try harder to look inside what good qualities you are filled with and use them for your benefit.

That’s the beauty of life – We spend whole life looking for something which is often found right under our feet. 

Have a good day. Thank you for reading.

Chameleon Theory

A chameleon has an ability to change its color and blend into the surrounding. Human body does not have that ability of course. But, what we do have is our will that we have a control over.

Chameleon theory talks about being adjustable to your surrounding. The reason I called it Chameleon theory is because this characteristic is found in that certain reptile. It changes its color to fit in(mostly for protection). Take a pause and think how powerful and witty nature can get. Every creature gifted with different abilities. Simply amazing.

What we can learn from chameleon theory is to blend in to the surrounding no matter where we are. What makes us sad is not having things our way around us. But only if we try to accommodate to our surrounding by changing ourselves a little there is no room for sadness or disappointment left.

Look at Speedy Sparks here, blending into the surrounding. If you are familiar to Speedy Sparks (my blog mascot) looking at previous articles n drawings; you will find him here in this picture on a race track with his greenish red spotted shell with racing stripes (that’s just his birth marks).

(okay fine, its not the greatest or perfect example but it was a funny idea I had so here it is another cartoon of the day…ha ha…).

Easy enough to figure it out now that it is mostly us who attract and cause most of our disappointments. Only if we learn to adjust and be happy in the moment; into the place we are at, there is no way we can be unhappy.

Lesson learned from a chameleon without using any mean of communication and just by observation. Open your eyes and understand the values of what surrounds us, something on these lines is my tomorrows article about – owner of the emerald.

Have a great Monday and remember to practice “adjusting” today. Try it for a day and see if it works for you.