I will try…

People say, “Keep trying, and you will get it one day!” But I never take it like that. For me the funda is completely different, and that’s what I want to share today! What I believe is “Making faithful efforts, and not just trying,  is the key to success.”

Here it’s all about jugglery of words. The power of language is very important and that’s what can make all the difference between “Get rich or Die trying!”  Words not only affect our mental pictures, but also are a powerful programming factor in lifelong success. Here is an excerpt from a lecture delivered by Dr. Abdul Kalam, which beautifully highlights the power of words:

Here is a very easy demonstration to teach your kids and your friends the power of a toxic vocabulary. Ask them to hold a pen or pencil. Hand it to them. Now, follow my instructions carefully. Say to them, “Okay, try to drop the pencil.” Observe what they do.

Most people release their hands and watch the pencil hit the floor. You respond, “You weren’t paying attention. I said TRY to drop the pencil. Now please do it again.” Most people then pick up the pencil and pretend to be in excruciating pain while their hand tries but fails to drop the pencil.

The point is made.

If you tell your brain you will “give it a try,” you are actually telling your brain to fail. I have a “no try” rule in my house and with everyone I interact with. Either people will do it or they won’t. Either they will be at the party or they won’t. I’m brutal when people attempt to lie to me by using the word try. Do they think I don’t know they are really telegraphing to the world they have no intention of doing it but they want me to give them brownie points for pretended effort? You will never hear the words “I’ll try” come out of my mouth unless I’m teaching this concept in a seminar.

If you “try” and do something, your unconscious mind has permission not to succeed. If I truly can’t make a decision I will tell the truth. “Sorry John. I’m not sure if I will be at your party or not. I’ve got an outstanding commitment. If that falls through, I will be here. Otherwise, I will not. Thanks for the invite.”
People respect honesty. So remove the word “try” from your vocabulary.

In all, what I want to conclude with is that there is hidden feeling associated with the word “TRY”. Whenever you utter this word, the associated feeling of presupposed failure get some space in our mind. And we lose the battle, before it actually started. Hence always use positive way of expressing the things.

Now let’s put on efforts to Get Rich , to Get Successful!

TV shows the reality

Well lot has been said and discussed over the issue. But for what!? Does that made any changes!?  Only one, the frequency of such shows is increasing at even rapid rate.

As title gives the indication, I am talking about the reality TV shows. And nobody knows how much real they are. But let us first go a little backward in times, and see what can be called as “Reality TV”. Discovery is my favorite TV channel.  I enjoyed the shows broadcasted  on Dicovery or National Georaphic, and all those are reality. They capture the things as pure as they are happening. At max adding some words of information associated with such happenings. Now if you can all that the reality TV shows then surely, for me that’s the best way a TV can be used.

But so many different facet of this term actually exist today. All that crap that we see on daily basis 9 to 11, is seriously felt like a torchure, the last time I was at home.  All fabricated, and yet people enjoy it. And those who criticize it, don’t feel so frustrated to take action against it.

But I still have hope in my heart. One time was there when people liked ‘Saas-Bahu’ serials like anything. But today the trend has moved to new dimensions, and one such is reality TV shows. And the same I am expecting for them as well. May be the time frame would be different, but today or tomorrow they have to leave their space!

Serious…for what?

Well starting on a serious note, initially I actually didn’t  liked all what I am writing below, but slowly I realize that even when you are in utmost state of tension, nothing is working around and some one cracks this in between, may be at first instance you feel frustrated, but it will finally leave you with a slight smile on face and a refreshing sigh to tensed mind.

So, dispel you tensions, and leave that seriousness for a while (you can do it, no one is watching)

Acp, katil se: khoon karaake kya tujhe makka madina jana tha

katil says: sir carpenter nahin mila raha tha or darwaja tudwana tha

Jo raasta dil tak na jaye use mod do,

Jo raasta dil tak na jaye use mod do,

lagta hai andar koi nahin hai…Daya darwaza tod do….!!

raat ke pahlu me chaand sitare chhaye hai,
raat ke pahlu me chaand sitare chhaye hai,

madam darwaja kholiye, ham C.I.D. se aaye hai…

Aajkal CID ki shayari ka keher hai…..
Aajkal CID ki shayari ka keher hai…..
…
…
Dr. Salunkhe ne kaha “maut ka karan zeher hai” !!!!

DAYA: “Aaj meri suhagraat hai, Sir mujhe chhod do….
Aaj meri suhaagraat hai, Sir mujhe chhod do”……

ACP: “Suhagraat main mana lunga DAYA!!,  TUM DARAWAZA TOD DO!!”

And this last one I like the most…

Bahut hue CID ke PJs, ek pal ke liye humhe chhod do..
Bahut hue CID ke PJs, ek pal ke liye humhe chhod do…

Ek pal ab samaapt hua.. Daya darwaaza tod do.

She…

It was a dark night with the shining moon
No thoughts were alive and neither the dreams
I was walking alone down the street.
I realized one shadow below the post

It started moving as I followed it.
It was difficult, to understand it
It gave me some impression of the past.
But I was not sure of how long it will last.

I paced my walk to approach it.
After walking a mile I faced it.
It was a weird feeling to have it so near.
Not knowing what to ask or whether to fear!!!

To break the silence I asked the name
She told hers and I also did the same.
Things were suddenly quite comfortable then.
Like talking with your most precious friend.

We kept on talking for long hours.
I never wanted these moments to pass.
Soon I started to recognize the face
now I am sure that it wasn’t a blind chase.

Everything seems to get some meaning
I can feel the same old feeling.
Its been a long time I talked with her.
But nothing was there which I cant remember.

All the memories came in front of my eyes.
The same old smile, the same old face.
She was so close but I still cant embrace.
Should I enjoy the pleasure or suffer the pain.
God !! I don’t want to lose her again
I wish my life ends up here
I didn’t lived my life but at least ended with her.

Does size matters…?

Hi folks! Welcome back to the word of my thoughts. But today I’m not going to express mine thoughts through this blog, but rather I am letting it to you to create the content for this blog.

Different people perceive different things differently! In my each blog I express my thoughts, my philosophy, but today you are going to create yours.. by reading this.

I’m not making it long, and just finishing it now.

Now if you liked it, you got your answer! But in case you didn’t, size really does matter to you.

The purest expression

Love… the purest expression forming the common strand in our existence.  And sometime a question is posed to me, by few: Does selfless love exist? And may take on the issue is — I believe that love can only be selfless. It is not the love if it not selfless. The very feel of the expression make the selflessness inherited in the love. And here is my expression of selfless love.

आज  इस  गीली  शाम  में  डूब  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है ,
हवा  के  नशे  में  बह  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है,

थोड़ी  उम्र  जी  ली  है  अब  पूरी  ज़िन्दगी  जीने  को  जी  चाहता  है |

कुछ  यादों    के  साए  में  खो  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है,
कहते  तो  हमेशा  थे , आज  खामोश  रहने  को  जी  चाहता  है ,
इस  तन्हाई  में   भी  किसी  अपने  को  जी  चाहता  है |

आँख  से  छलका एक  आंसू  है , पर  फिर  भी  मुस्कुराने  को  जी  चाहता  है ,
तेरी  उन  बातों  पे  मिट  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है,
इस  सीले  से  एह्साह  में  गम  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है  |

बहती  हवा  कुछ  ऐसी  गुदगुदी  कर  गई  के  आज  फिर  उड़ने  को  जी  चाहता  है ,
ये  मंज़र  यहीं  रुक  जाये , इन  लम्हों  में  ही  ठहर  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है,
थाम  ले  ऐ  दोस्त  तू  बाहों  में ,
वर्ना  हम  तो  मोती  है , बिखर  जाने  को  जी  चाहता  है |

Inspiring the world, but…

A group of young scholars in London very beautifully recited some ‘shlokas’ from the ‘Rig Veda’ on the auspicious occasion  of the start of battle run for the Commonwealth Games 2010.

The news appeared in national newspapers a few month ago.

It might be surprising for some to know that Rig Veda has been translated to about twelve foreign languages including English, German, French and so on. It’s not just that it has been translated, but the researchers around the world are trying to explore the other end of the grand content scripted in the oldest Veda.

Well it’s not about the Rig Veda of any other for that matter, but it’s about the great Indian heritage and treasure in the form of oldest science originated in the world. Our thousands of years old culture and science — developed by some of the great brains of the history, by conglomerating their vast knowledge and experience — has almost everything in it,  to guide us not just through our present but our future as well.

From ‘zero’ to ‘Ayurveda’ and from ‘decimal’ till ‘yoga’, we have it all in the form of a great wealth. The brightest minds of the west are turning to these sciences, and the more they are exploring it—the more they are getting inspired by it. But the sad part of the story is that we ourselves are not realizing the importance of old Indian culture and moving toward ‘westernization’ under the proudly called name of ‘modernization’.

‘Sanskrit’, the most scientific language and perhaps the oldest in the world, originated on our land. And its scientific efficiency has been remarked by various linguistic scientists all over the world. Various words of English are actually derived from it. Even today English language doesn’t have the proper words and grammar to address various situations—for example the middle race. But ‘Sanskrit’– evolved millenniums ago–has proper forms of words to address them. Those who have learnt or read ‘Sanskrit’ can acknowledge the fact.

But the question arises, how many of us today know Sanskrit, how many of us are able to read or understand it? How many of us go for Arurvedic medicines over the chemical salts? How many of us prefer yoga over the ‘tread-mills’.

Getting a heritage is much easier than maintaining it. And maintenance is far away, we are not even using it. It’s like we have diamonds in our possession and we are running behind mere stones.

Nature has it all. And the whole Indian sciences are inspired and based on it. The science never tries to go against the laws of nature. In present time we are in serious trouble in combating the environmental changes.  And turning ourselves to the traditional sciences rather than finding ways in ‘modern’ science perhaps lead us to a solution.

National Science Centre, Delhi exhibits ‘Our Science and Technology Heritage’ a gallery presenting 5000 years of Indian scientific heritage. The initiative worth rupees 60 lakhs, is an effort to make the young Indian aware about their immense legacy, and in turn inducing a new dimension to their perception about sciences.

I am not persuading here to revert back to ancient times, rather we should mould our perspective to look at the issues not just mechanically based on the knowledge of ‘modern’ sciences, but with a touch of natural sciences as well. Several Indian scripts mention about the planetary system much before the Galileo discovered them. These were not merely intuitions, but the great Indian science, about which we all should feel a sense of reverence.

You never know, perhaps you can find answers to the arising problems in the simplest phenomena of nature, while the rest of the world would be drowning in Zetta-bytes of data.

The saga remains

Greed and pride flared somewhere in the wild,
that night humanity lost its only dear child;

A fire ran, divided the whole known world,
and seas got leaped and lands got engulfed;
winds blew and carried it across nations’ lines,
towns and cities burned, beyond a thousand miles;

ballads and legends glorified several of the braves,
who fought for cause and then slept in their graves;
still many unsung songs were never heard again,
for these chimes just died in their own iron chains;

childhood faded and beauty withered,
science corrupted and art shuddered;
sympathy choked and justice gagged,
and conscience died as life begged;

a bullet was fired and a cannon thundered,
an army marched and a village crumbled;
a husband was shot and a son was lost,
a wife cried and a mother sought;

story of each battle ran along same path,
and each left behind a terrible aftermath;
still the war raged and dined on human souls,
lives became numbers and got counted in tolls;

martyrs were redefined as the victors who died,
legends were retold and the history got scribed;
the fire died out with the humanity’s last sigh,
and left victims to brood on the answer to “why”?

Let the spark shining..

when you stand in dark and look for the dawn,
when the woods are dark and destination unknown,
when you travel lonely and bare under sky,
when you aspire for stars in the heavens high,

when you stand on shore facing rising waves,
when you feel let down in a battle of braves,
when you look for meaning in a world of chaos,
when you are not certain of the path you chose,

when stakes are high and chances not good,
when plans don’t materialize as they should,
when situations are grim and the omens bad,
when body is weak and the soul is sad,

when the ship is wreck and the sails are torn
when the mast is broken and the ropes are worn
when the rudder is jammed and the hull is weak
when the deck is ablaze and the cannons speak

when the enemy marches and the ground shakes
when the clouds thunder and the moon awakes
when the spirits are down and the men few
when the weapons are rusted and the faces new

when mountains breathe fire and the earth splits
when the heavens shake and the lightening whips
when the sea stands up and the winds cry
when the clouds laugh and the lands go dry

when the life seems long and the past untrue,
when your head spins fast as old memories brew,
when the hours race past as you stand still,
when stories unfold with wishes unfulfilled,

when you ask yourself your action’s worth,
when you dig inside for answers to unearth,
when you seek something but you don’t know what,
when your mind can’t analyze the tremor in heart ,

well ,look at horizon as the twilight spreads,
soon Apollo will smile as the darkness sheds,
now the night is dead and soon day will start
so just carry on forth with courage in heart.

Dil do hockey ko..

India hosting the 2010 Men’s Hockey World Cup. Own people, own land; but we are not even qualifying for semis. Twelve Teams, One Venue – definitely one will be the winner, but India (not Indian Hockey Team) is the biggest loser. It’s not the matter that we don’t have latent, but it’s just the matter that how this talent is nurtured.

India produces a new Australia every year, but why can’t it produce players like them. One fourth of India is enough to square Germany, England, New Zealand or Spain collectively, but we are losing our shame not just game by losing against them. And shame surmounts to tons when it comes to ‘national game’.

It pinches when the advertisements in media reads “Dil do hockey ko”. Ever remembered an instance when people requesting you to watch cricket!? But it brims me with shame, when we are requesting our people to watch our ‘national game’. And so does the case with our ‘national animal’. Mere 1400 in number; and the numbers are incessantly declining. And again we have initiatives like ‘Save Our Tigers’.

Today, the scenario is: we are pleading in front of our own citizens to support our nation, in terms of ‘national game’ or ‘national animal’. But as an Indian, it is the responsibility of each n every Indian to come forward and support the ‘nation’. Every passing day, we criticize the government not giving proper incentives & attention towards hockey, but what we are doing at our part? Why today Cricket doesn’t need any incentives from government, because its popularity, its passion among Indians made it independent of such mere helps.

Let’s come forward, and make a future where we need not to plead anymore to our own people to support our own game. In every small town or village, a Dhyan chand is hidden, all we need is to let him come out! Let’s enjoy Hockey! Let us make it our passion all over again!