Thursday, 28 February 2013

The Secret of the Nagas...a thunderous tale

As the title reveals the context of the book itself, The Secret of the Nagas (TSOTN) is indeed a thunderous tale giving bolts of joy and surprises every now and then. I think I have completely fallen for the series that is a modernized, revolutionized and a cleverly laid out version of Shiv Puran.

The second book about which I had previously mentioned in my post lauding The Immortals of Meluha, is TSOTN. I expressed to get more and more out of the Shiva Trilogy and Yes! I am getting it. It is such a consuming and witty tale of various cultures, warriors, India, Kashi (Also Varanasi), love, competence and all the immense blend of human emotions topped with the potpourri of Lord Shiva's greatness, kindness, eagerness to kill the evil, compassion for the people and unparalleled love for his wife, Sati that keeps me mesmerized all the time. Like it has supremely hypnotized me until I struggle hard to snatch myself away from it. 

Last night when I started reading it from where I had left it earlier, I couldn't put it aside even after 1 and 1/2 hours of unperturbed reading. This morning too while cooking the breakfast, I quickly stole few minutes to finish its few pages. 

No! No! I am not going to reveal any content of the book here. Actually what prompted me to immediately open my laptop and write a fresh post is, the effect of the few incidents from the book on me. Few incidents and dialogues are so smartly written with the heavy drizzling of humor that I broke down into the laughter fits and remained under the same impression for at least a couple of minutes. Seriously! I am not exaggerating anything here. The book is really one-of-its-own-kind masterpiece. 

An I totally admire Amish Tripathi for his brilliant work. Kudos to the man!

Okay now I am going back to my novel for the next 15 minutes before I head towards my kitchen for the dinner preparation. See you shortly :)

Wednesday, 27 February 2013

A journey of a woman

A journey of a woman

Paths are stretched,
Roads are intertwined.
Signs are entangled,
Means are disappeared.

No traveler walks around,
Not even a trespasser is crooning a sound.
She is scared to take another step ahead,
A blob of sweat dares to touch her forehead.

She strains her eyes to see further,
Tearing the sheet of fog and misty cover.
She shudders to think about her destination,
Yes! it is...
Scary to be devoid of any companion.

'Keep moving', 'Keep moving',
Her heart says,
'Keep hope', 'Keep hope',
Her heart cries.
She wonders how it can be possible...
As no one lives here,
Neither dead nor alive.

Another turn shows up,
Another gulp of saliva goes down.
Take the turn or not?
She thinks...
Will it be a delusion or to correct to take a shot?

She pauses, wipes the tiny sweat beads,
Moves back with 'clit clat' footnotes.
With heart racing, heart beats pounding,
Do it or not....
Or run back with hope and courage ending.

Running back is easy,
But not to run away again.
Saying YES to cowardice is easy,
To get second chance of saying YES to life?
Will be far more tricky.

Monday, 25 February 2013

Monopolizing conversation? No Thanks!

Assume you are sitting in a room with a person and there is a plate full of the delicacies placed between the two of you at the center. The delicacies are palpable which you always love to indulge into but the twist-in-the-tale is, the person opposite to you is not letting you eat anything. Though you are absolutely free to pick up any eatable from the plate but yet, you are unable to do it; because every time you raise your hand to grab a bite, that person scowls and snatches the same before you can entrap that eatable for you. You are helpless. You can do nothing but to sit patiently and watch that pathetic person and listen to the sound of his/her irritating continuous mouth chewing until the entire delicacies are stuffed into his stomach.

Urrgghhh!!! Similar reaction would spurt out from you...isn't it? You would immediately hate that person. If not hate, disliking on-the-spot is guaranteed.

What I am talking about is nothing like an eating disorder but an attention seeking disorder. Some people love to eat the large chunk of the conversation and they keep doing it until everyone's hunger is mobbed and killed. But a very interesting part is, they don't even realize it that their habit to monopolize the entire conversation is actually sickening someone. They are actually suffocating others. They think they are talking high of the life, raising several important issues on their front and all but in the reality, they keep beating about the bush with little or no result at all.

Such people are either hungry for the attention or they just want their till life frustration let vent out on others. They think they have learnt a lot about life. They think they are the cut above the rest. I agree that they may have succeeded in achieving the same but only-talking-no-action is not a good bird to shot at. If they bring their words into the action, their all talking will make sense and they will be getting appreciation awards from the others. If they share their experiences and teach others about the various facets of life that they have gone through, they really will make an impact on the others. 

But what if they don't turn their words into actions? Others will stay hungry and this hunger will raise angst among them and that certainly is not so good to achieve from any conversation especially if you are the origin of it...right?

If the person opposite to you is listening patiently for a long time in order to give you the respect, that does not mean you should keep singing your tunes only. Listen others' songs as well. Who knows you may learn some new beats, rhythm, music sense or entirely different tune whatsoever.

Learn to listen others. This is one of the very basic teachings that life offers otherwise people will be in a haste to find the exit door and more than willing to leave the spot.

Thursday, 21 February 2013

The Immortals of Meluha...a journey of God Shiva

Two days back I finished a beckoning novel The Immortals of Meluha (TIOM) written strikingly by Amish Tripathi. It is the first book in Shiva Triology. Two more novels are to follow :- The Secret of the Nagas and The Oath of the Vayuputras.

When I was reading TIOM, I wasn't able to put it down even for a second. It is such a gripping and tony tale of our Hindu God Shiva that makes one impossible to overlook on something else. The story is about a normal person (like you and me) Shiva and his untold journey towards turning from a brave fighter into The Neelkanth (the person with the blue throat) and realizing his already signed fate of becoming Mahadev, the savior of goods against evils.

The story entails the classical yet surprisingly modernized journey of Shiva as a person. He hails from Mount Kailash, Tibet and then shooted to Meluha, the land of Suryavanshis. Meluha is one of the most sophisticated cities in the world. The chronicles of events happened then in Meluha is very relishing to it's every bit.

The most interesting part of the novel is the characterization of Shiva. The book expertly expounds the very fine details of Shiva's nature and codes of conducts. He is an impeccable leader with a kind heart, a passionate lover, a modest human being whose modesty is more than anyone can imagine, a well grounded Lord and a person with unbeatable sense of humor. His ways of unparalleled thinking and supreme modesty has bowled me over several times during the reading. In fact, I still linger some of his dialogues in my head.

Before finishing the book, I already found myself falling for Shiva; not Shiva The Lord or The Neelkanth; The Savior but as Shiva; the person, altruist and every other divinity personified into a humanity. My admiration and love that has developed for him is platonic; a pure affection. I admire Lord Shiva a lot now, not because he is a God but as a simple person and his unmatchable course of actions.

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

LOSS in an argument, deciphered

"Conversation is an exchange of knowledge, argument is an exchange of ignorance" -- Anonymous

Argument is a verbal cacophony that happens between two or more than two people. An argument is usually considered as an unpleasant experience where people throw their sticky opinions on one another desperately wanting those to get glued onto the walls and the window sills of other minds searching the ways for the acceptance. Long sentence...isn't it?

Let me paraphrase it then. When people unfairly want their words to get the acceptance during verbal fight, they fall into an unpleasant process coined as Argument. A discussion can be lively if it happens between like-minded people or beloveds.

A gem stone of conversation 

But the same lark can turn into an anathema if it falls on the laps of people who are chalk and cheese. Completely different personalities naturally bear different perspectives and a lack of understanding and respect for one another can easily turn an amusing discussion into a disastrous argument.

Whether you are right or wrong in any argument, it is utmost important to not to let oneself fall into any kind of such cataclysmic happenings. If you do, you loose and this LOSS can cost you higher later in terms of mental satisfaction and peace. Based on several life experiences (not solely of mine's only), I have designed a detailed sketch of LOSS which describes the four very essential and inevitable parts of an argument. If you loose these four elements, you are at great loss friend and trust me on that note.

L ~ Leverage :: That means the ability to control the situation or people around you. Everybody wants to nail the supreme leverage over the others. But when you are in a verbal fight, you loose this very much required element; you loose leverage over the others. Spitting out word by word without analyzing the situation, your mind slows down to observe and eventually fails to examine where the much-liked amusing discussion is heading to. 

Pause at many moments and let them pass. Speak less and listen more like Diogenes have stated beautifully ::

"The reason why God gave us two ears and one mouth is, so that we may listen more and talk less"

O ~ Opportunity/Observation :: When you put words more at work rather than mind, I bet you are at loss of many opportunities to end or abate a heating argument. A loss of one opportunity leads you to another downfall; hence few more minutes of hot molten lava (words) melting and resting on your ears. 

Another depict, is Observation. As I discussed in Leverage, observation is much like a tool that belongs to a skilled carpenter who knows where to fix a nail to fix the falling apart furniture. 

Monday, 18 February 2013

"Star Of The Week" winner

And the so much coveted awaited and proudly invented by me, the winner of "Star Of The Week" game that took place in my home was announced yesterday (pre-decided day of declaring the winner). If you are scratching your head thinking 'What the hell this game is?' then click on this link to fetch the details "Star Of The Week".

And the winner emerged out of last 6 days of battle constantly fighting to earn this prestigious title is none other than our 6 year old son. Yes!! He did it. He won the "Star Of The Week" title with his constant efforts and some surprising stances. He was super happy and joyous when I declared the winner. We are also happy and proud of him because he did win something that was hard to claim for a child as young as he is.

Yes! Winners always shine.
It's true that we desired him to win not because for the sake of the game but particularly because to drill him with good manners and the noticeable qualities that can turn him into an emerging flamboyant personality. I know it's too early to think of such things for a 6 year old child but trust me! It's never too early to teach your child the utmost qualities of a good human being.

In fact, sometimes they enjoy facing the challenges.

Interestingly, during this game and along with our son, we also learnt few things. In the category Bad habits, though my husband won this category by curbing his bad habits yet we could see a remarkable difference in our son's behavior too. He was aware of his activities that could easily put him down the throne of the winner. Given the fact that he is very young, he did made some mistakes like showing anger and ignorance but we had to ignore it once or twice. Kids can not change themselves at the drop of a hat. But we can see a little difference in him and this little equals a big GOOD change. Now he knows it is good to keep calm and listen to parents.

Friday, 15 February 2013

Friday 15th, 2013

The summer season has started in Bangalore now. It is hot but not as scorching as it is in North India; North India where breathes my native place. In North India, summer is yet to arrive and when it arrives, it comes with a bang leaving everyone heavily perspiring even if they are sitting under the fan (running fan of course). It becomes hard to find the difference between day and night when it comes to feel the heat.

But in Bangalore, the summer season has already started brewing vicious spells. In day time when one steps out, sun rays appear like darts piercing deep within your skin causing enormous pangs of heat making you escape from its effect asap. I don't like summers. I hate it, dislike it and going out under heat dispersing sun is obviously out of the question.

But since few days, summer has surprisingly taken a U-turn and has been showering soft feathers on the people here. Weather has become pleasant and that too during the day time! It lures you to go out and chill with the gang of your friends. I also tempt to go out and in this stride, I do miss my friend (Sadly she lives in North India...the opposite direction).

It's not like I can't go alone. I had and I can but I love to have some good pleasing company with me that makes going out more fun. My husband has to go to his office. Therefore, he can't avail the privilege to come with me on weekdays. But I love going out with him. Whenever he gets lucky enough to strike a holiday during the weekdays, we try to make most of it. We go out many a times. When he is with me, I feel like flying and the energy required for the wings to fly floats straight from him to me like a smooth gentle flowing river. It takes me to Cloud 9 because he lets me be what I am. His vibrant smiles and a gentleman's attitude bowls me over every time.

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

Banned from blowing candles on birthdays?

Yes! Kids of Australia are now being banned from blowing their birthday candles together. Isn't it incredible? I mean how can someone stop them from doing this ritual that is meant to be done with tons of friends?

Kids love blowing candles on their birthdays and doing it together makes it even more fun. This unspoken tradition has been in kids' blood since the earth has cooled down. Even adults too enjoy the anecdote of blowing their birthday candles off till date.

Then why Aussie kids are getting tormented by such unfortunate news to not to do the archaic act on the birthdays?

Because according to National Health and Medical Research Council (NHMRC), blowing out candles together spread germs on one other and thus making kids prone to diseases later. That is why such rule of "Not-allowed-to-blow-off-your-birthday-candle-with-your-friends" has landed unexpectedly.

NHRMC has provided a solution that if children want to blow the candles yet, provide them with separate cup cakes with candle on each or go for a big cake that can be cut and shared together.

Have they gone out of their minds? Means I wonder why such big organization didn't put a simple rule to rescue :: 'Brush your teeth before you cut the cake'. This will be far easier. The only suffering parents have to take into the account will be, to carry their kid's brush and toothpaste along with the birthday gift; and there is always a handful of time before cake cutting ceremony. Kids can utilize that free time by cleaning their teeth in no time.

Or, they can use mouth sanitizer to keep the germs at bay. Easier than above. Children can rinse their mouth prior to the cake cutting killing their maximum germs in a matter of seconds.

This way they can enjoy cake cutting together and sing the Happy Birthday song with the same energy and glee. Someone please tell NHRMC to cut the crap and provide the solutions like I have given above. This way Aussie kids will be saved. And who knows our country may be the next in the pipeline.

Therefore, save the kids, provide the solutions.

Tuesday, 12 February 2013

"Star Of The Week" in making

Day before yesterday night I fell for a brill idea and thought to commence it the next morning. The catapult of the idea was to analyse one's own behavior and retrospecting ourselves in few categories. After mulling over every nook and cranny of the game, I thought it would be an interesting idea to go for it and what's more intriguing than to begin the charity from home itself? So, I, my husband and our son are the happy participants of this game which I proudly pronounce "Star Of The Week".

It is prepared with the mixture of 5 categories that majorly distinguish our persona. Each category scores for 10 points. Everyday before going to bed, each one of us will be analysed and tested for the each category and then the scores will be given on the basis of the performance.

Details of the game

Name :: "Star Of The Week"

in making

Duration :: 6 days (Monday 11th 2012 to Saturday 16th 2013)

Rewards :: Every category is worth of 10 points

Badges :: As total points at the end of the game will be 300, below is the chart to describe one's actions. Every participant will earn a badge at the end of the game.

E/VG with ** -- Star of the week
Above 250  -- (E) Excellent
200 - 250 -- (VG) Very Good
Below 200 -- (B) Better luck next time

Time of starting the game :: In morning after brushing teeth.

The game will rest :: Before going to bed, scoring will be done for the day.

Winner declaration :: On Sunday 17th 2013

Prize :: The most interesting part. The winner will get prize from the other participants. E.g. Suppose if I win, my husband and our son will select a surprise gift for me. Under no circumstances I would be entitled to select my own gift. Gifts can be anything. It can be from a single flower to a warm hug, depending upon the participants' budget.

Bonus :: The person who has done an outstanding job during the entire game will be awarded with two shining stars. That person doesn't necessarily need to be the winner only. It can be the participant with the badge either E or VG but s/he must have followed all the rules, understood the concepts of categories, tried his/her best during the entire game and most importantly, how s/he has taken the result declaration.

Participants :: Priyanka, Ashmit and Sumit

Creator/Inventor of the game :: Priyanka Baranwal


Friday, 8 February 2013

We all are disabled!!

Yes!! You heard it right. WE ALL ARE DISABLED.

I am not talking about the disability that deals with the body. Instead, I am mooting the subject pertaining to those kind of disabilities that limps your inner soul, taut the sick mentality, hardens the view to differentiate between nature, makes the heart immune to listen someone's cry and not the least, an outgrowing discouraging personality that totally refutes to come on the Humanity track. This is called Inner Disability.

To throw the limelight of better understanding, let me scribble something of my own experience. A while ago, I used to work as a Corporate Relationship Officer in a NGO. This NGO is mainly established to help disabled people, especially children. I was the part of fund raising team and the core nature of my position was to contact potential organizations that can help us grow via donations or any other means.

While working there, I landed on some opportunities to interact with disabled children, boys and girls. Some of them were deaf, some were blind, some were both or some were abandoned by their families and relatives when they found it crucial to educate them and giving them a good head start for their future. I respect this NGO very much because of its remarkable contribution to the society.

One day, I got to meet a bunch of disabled girls. They live in the hostel established by the same NGO. Many of them are blind. It was my first chance that I was interacting with a group of disabled people. When I met those girls, it was like someone had caught me tight and crushed me to the ground. I was encountering a real life picture; a picture in which we never want to be a part of it; in which we never want us to be sketched.

We have so many of luxuries around with us especially to have a perfect 24x7 working body but still we cry all time for more. And them? They are differently abled (as the NGO like to put forward a term for them) and surely they must be skeptical about their future yet they had DREAMS; dreams to become a teacher, dreams to become a BPO employee, dreams to become a dancer.

Wednesday, 6 February 2013

An inspiring story for every woman

Hello dear all housewives! Today I am narrating a story that every woman like YOU and ME must read. This is the story that will straighten the mentality of every woman pertinent to how important their work is, especially if one is a housewife.

The officer at the Driving License counter asked the lady "What do you do?"
The woman looking for the renewal of her license seemed to be thoughtful. So the officer said "Ma'am, are you employed, do you have your own business or....." and he trailed off.

The woman replied, "Oh, yes!! I have a full time occupation. I am a mother"Officer: "We don't have 'mother' as an option for occupation.I will write it down as 'Housewife'”.
This had happened long ago and was forgotten. 

Years later when I went to get my license, the Public Relations Officer was a woman.

"Your occupation?" she asked in a rather authoritative tone.

I just had an inspiration and replied, "I am a researcher in the field of Child Development, Nutrition and Inter-personal Relationships".

The lady officer stared at me in amazement. I calmly repeated my statement and she wrote it down verbatim. Then, unable to hide her curiosity, she politely asked, "What exactly do you do in your profession, Ma'am?"

I was feeling good about having described my occupation so calmly and confidently. So I replied, 

"My research projects have been going on for a number of years (Mothers never retire!!). My research is conducted in the laboratory as well as in the field. I have two bosses. (One is God and the other is my entire family). I have received two honors in this field(A son and a daughter). My topic is considered to be the most difficult part of society(All moms will agree!!). I have to work for more than 14 hours every day. Sometimes even 24 hours are not enough and the challenges are tougher than many other professions. My compensation is in terms of mental satisfaction rather than money".

I could see that the officer was thoroughly impressed. After completing the licensing formalities, she came to the door to see me off.

Monday, 4 February 2013

A moment of smile

After a hectic day, now I get some time to settle on my sofa to have chit chat with my blog and I have a special moment to share that happened this morning.

My son is not well since last two days. Same story. Cold cough and then fever (because of weather change or something). He is having his exams since a week and is supposed to take one more week to finish. Since he isn't well, hence I was perturbed whether he'd be able to give his today's exam. Therefore I had a talk with his teacher regarding the same yesterday. She suggested if he could manage just for an hour, he could come and give his exam and then go to home straight. I wasn't sure about this option and expressed the same to her. Re-test system is not applicable now, so if he misses one paper that means that paper can not be given again.

This morning I asked my son whether he is in the state to give his exam. Initially he wanted to stay at home thinking he could go for the re-test but when he heard re-test can not be done and his paper would go blank, he asked me again.

My son :: "Mumma! If I don't give today's exam, can I give it tomorrow?"

I :: "No baby. Re-test is not possible as I told you. If you are feeling better, I'd say let's go and give your exam. I will wait outside your school and collect you after the paper in one hour"

My son (thinking) :: "It means in PTA, my paper will come in blank?"

I :: "Yes! it will. See if you can manage baby, then we can go in a whoosh and come back in no time"

My son (almost instantaneously) :: "I will go mumma. I will give my paper"

And I was surprised as well as happy to see his dedication towards his exam. Who says kids are not serious about their studies? At least my kid has bowled me over by his sincerity this morning. We got ready in 20 minutes and left home. I drove him to the school and reached on right time. Teacher was happy to see him. While he started to give his exam, I waited outside in my car. 

Just before finishing the paper, his teacher asked me a favor for minding the class for 10 minutes. Initially I stood there and instinctively my teaching skill was brought in action. I had been a tutor a while ago. Therefore I knew being a teacher is a challenging job. Children were talking, sharing their things, hitting each other, scratching their heads to think of the suitable answer, digging their noses, screaming at one another and this all means they all were truly behaving like children. It was interesting to see them. 

I tried my best to behave like a good teacher and ordered them things that a teacher would normally do. Funny thing was, some children were confused regarding what to pronounce *the-sudden-new-avatar* of their teacher. Some escaped to called me 'Ma'am' while some preferred to go with 'Aunty'. It was quizzical to see them thinking more about what to call me rather than thinking about the answers. Anyways, I guess I did a fair job as '10 minutes student monitor' or '10 minutes teacher'. Later on, the class teacher came and thanked me. Then I and my kid left. My kid had done his paper well and didn't feel any health issue at all during the paper.

When I told his this exam attitude to my mother and sister, they went like "Awww! So nice" to which I proudly replied "Yes! He is". From tomorrow I guess he can regain his full time schooling. Let's hope for his best health.

Friday, 1 February 2013

Fructifying motivation

It would be futile if I drone on how important is to find a *Me Myself* time. Everybody acknowledge it and those who don't get such time acknowledge it even better.

Fructifying motivations simply means achieving goals. So the question of the day (or life) is :: "How to fructify motivation?" And to accomplish its most appropriate hitting the right chord most stunningly explanation, let me give a brief preamble.

It is quintessential to live your life without much hassles but with a strong motivation. Motivation takes you to the crossroad where you have to contemplate for the right path that can take you to your chosen destination. If you have a destination and you are pertinacious, you will automatically be motivated towards it. In order to make your learning less rigmarole and more of a comfort process, you will definitely without a doubt be tossing things that can make you to think over the accurate options you can tick to achieve your destination. And exactly this *the tossing things* is the magical and one and only way to achieve your goal because it takes you straight to the answer of my question that means ::

"By taking time out for yourself" (= Tossing things to achieve the goal)

As simple as that.

Now, how do I toss things to taste the fruits of my motivation?'s not very tough. The foremost thing required is to choose YOUR unique goal and then to behave like a stubborn child to get it. Time span of achieving the goal can be short or long depending upon the nature of the goal I have chosen.

For now, I certainly have few goals. First, to write a post on every weekday (in weekend it becomes difficult to write many a times) and not just any post on any topic. It must be munificently infused with positive thinking, beaming energy of life and more of giving me gallons of satisfaction as one writer craves for. Everyday I try to write a post and for that, trust me I have to toss things first in particular to find a suitable subject that can interest me first and then equally to my readers. I do some research, read here and there certain random things, some posts saunter from my life experiences, some from others, some pops up instantly and there are many other directions from where I get the content/s of my post/s.