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Friday, February 29, 2008

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When did you last thank God...?

Monday, February 25, 2008

Peculiar question isn't it? But frankly ask yourself, when did you last thank God? For the wonderful experiences he has provided you. For the good days he has presented you. And for the beautiful life he has pictured for you..!!!
We often complain how bad things are and how God is torturing us. But have you ever seen the Blind person struggling to cross a road, worried about the vehicles he can only sense. He is not very sure which vehicle may come from any side cause he can't really see the vehicles speeding by the road.
Have you ever seen a deaf guy standing on a railway platform but wondering about the arrival of train. Cause he can't listen to the announcements of trains. Or a deaf person who wishes to interact with you in much refined manner but really can't. Cause he can't just listen and understand the words you utter.
Have you seen a dumb person who tries hard to convey his feelings but he can't. Cause he can't utter any words.

The other day, I was walking by the road. I saw a blind guy who wanted to cross the road. He was taking a step ahead and then coming back. Cause he wasn't very sure which way the speeding cars are heading. All he could do was sense the sound of the cars and have a guess about the direction of the cars.
One another evening, I was walking through the FOB at Bandra stations. A blind begger was sitting there waiting for someone to drop a coin in his pot. A police constable came with a thick rod. Hit that begger and walked away. Thew poor fellow could not do anything other than shouting loudly and crying for a while.

When such incidents happen around me, I thank God for the complete bod he has provided to me. Thats a gift by the Allmighty for which I will be always thankful to him.

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No smoking...

Monday, February 18, 2008

Will you dare smoke again..?

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Exam Time...!!!

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Remember those days.. :-)

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Happy Valentine's Day

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Dedicated to all the geeks around. Those who love their computers more than the girls around ;-)

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The light is gone...!!!

Sunday, February 10, 2008

The light that lightened up lakhs of lives in and around Maharashtra has left us. Baba Amte has left the world, leaving his lakhs of fans shocked and wordless. I don't remember when was last time I was so nervous about any death. Baba, in his 94th year, was still a ray of light for thousands of youngsters. And thats something which put him in the lines of mastros like APJ Abdul Kalam and Mother Terresa.

Had fate not willed otherwise, Murlidhar Devdas Amte could have ended up as just another wealthy, arrogant lawyer wallowing in luxury. This eldest son of a Brahmin landlord, born on December 26, 1914, at Hinganghat in Wardha district, was completely insulated from the world of abject poverty and the inequalities of the prevailing social structure.

When he was a mere 14 years old, Amte or Baba as he was affectionately called by his family, had his own gun to hunt wild boars and deer. During his college days in Nagpur, he would travel in a Singer sports car with leopard skin-covered seats, and buy two tickets when he went to watch a film — one for himself and the other to stretch his legs on. He indulged his passion for cinema by writing film reviews and also corresponded with the then reigning Hollywood stars Greta Garbo and Norma Shearer.

A visit to Shantinekatan and his brush with Tagore's world of poetry and music and later his association with Mahatma Gandhi changed Baba. While poetry transformed him into a sensitive person, his understanding of Bapu's relationship with God in the form of truth, love, morality and fearlessness inspired him to break the shackles of a secure life and dedicate it to the underprivileged masses.

Baba did well as a lawyer and took up criminal cases for the well-heeled during his practice at Durg in then MP. But he was appalled by the fact that his clients often expected him to tell lies. "A client would admit he committed rape and I was expected to obtain an acquittal. Worse still, when I succeeded, I was expected to attend the celebration party," Baba once recounted. He started working for Harijans in his own fields although he was not expected to mingle with them.

With six leprosy patients, Rs 14 in hand and a lame cow, Baba went ahead to set up the Maharogi Sewa Samiti in 1949 at a time when leprosy patients were shunned and left to suffer supposedly for sins committed in a previous life. After shifting to Warora in the early 1940s, he set up Anandvan (Forest of Joy), the first fully integrated township for the rehabilitation of leprosy patients and people with disabilities. Today, Anandvan is spread over 176 hectares and houses 3,000-plus inmates. This ideal township demonstrated how persons with disfigured limbs could create a self-sufficient world of their own.

So sensitive was Baba Amte to the needs of Anandvan's inmates that he even developed roses without thorns so that a blind inmate could touch and feel the flower while enjoying its fragrance. Today, Anandvan boasts an orchestra of 150 members — visibly impaired, deaf, dumb and lame singers and dancers who enthrall large audiences with their talents.

With his wife Sadhanatai standing by him through thick and thin, Baba went on to establish settlements in Somnath, Nagepalli, Hemalkasa and Ashokvan, camps with schools and colleges and hospitals for the tribals and poor in the inaccessible jungles of Gadchiroli district. His two doctor sons, Vikas and Prakash, and their equally qualified wives and grandchildren are now keeping alive the flames of hope kindled by Baba.

Here is one peom written by Baba, which I like too much.

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Marathi poem worth reading

A very beautiful Marathi poem sent to me by a friend.. Worth a read for sure..

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Woman in your life

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

This mail was sent to me by a friend. Its a message for guys who want a working girl as their bride. Worth a read.

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.

Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are;
Who is earning almost as much as you do;

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't,
as she was busy in studies and competing in a system
that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters,
almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home,
people who love her, to adopt your home, your family,
your ways and even your family ,name..

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1,
while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances,
environment and that kitchen

One, who is expected to make the tea,
first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day,
even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more,
and yet never ever expected to complain;
to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to;
and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her;
and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;

One, who has her own set of friends,
and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too,
those, who she knows from school days and
yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your possible jealousy,
unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;

Yes, she can dance and party just as well as you can, but won't,
simply Because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines,
just like yours, are to be met;

One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important,
relationship in her entire life a grand success,
if you just help her some and trust her;

One, who just wants one thing from you,
as you are the only one she knows in your entire house -
your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly -
your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

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What a week..

Friday, February 01, 2008

Ohh.. The week is over. What a fun filled week that was. We had our annual sports and cultural events in this week. We call it "Chetana Week". Though the event was ok ok type, we surely had lot of fun with friends.
Talking about participations. I participated in Table Tennis competition. And lost in first round. You will be a big fool if you expected me to win. :-)

Hmm.. So after that fantastic $fun filled week, I am back to studies and presentations. I guess thats what we people are made for. Just some serious work and some fun as fillers. But I'm loving it.

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