Saturday, March 22, 2008

SMS type poem ;-)

An SMS quality poem..made in 2-3 mins for Mr. Sridhar and sent on SMS yesterday night :) Sridhar was impressed...laga ki kuch creativity hoga mujhme ;-)

Kabhi aandhi mein akele thee
Tum Kaheen Door Kho gaye the
Kaali parchaayeen Pukar rahe thee
Maine Pyaar Ka aisa Diya Jalayaa
Tume mere Kitne nazdeek aa gaye

Wanted to save it thot abt this blog!!

Thursday, March 20, 2008



Gabriel Garcia Marquez, famous writer from Colombia, and Nobel Peace
prize winner for literature, has retired from public life for reasons
of health. He has a form of cancer which is terminal. He has sent a
farewell letter to his friends

It is recommended reading because it is moving to see how one of the
best and most brilliant of writers expresses himself & with sorrow.

He says:

If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a
little bit more of life, I would use it to the best of my ability. I
wouldn't, possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be
more thoughtful of all I say.

I would give merit to things not for what they are worth, but for
what they mean to express.

I would sleep little, I would dream more, because I know that for
every minute that we close our eyes, we waste 60 seconds of light.

I would walk while others stop; I would awake while others sleep.

If God would give me a little bit more of life, I would dress in a
simple manner, I would place myself in front of the sun, leaving not
only my body, but my soul naked at its mercy.

To all men I would say how mistaken they are when they think that
they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that
they grow old when they stop falling in love.

I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn
how to fly by themselves.

To old people I would say that death doesn't arrive when they grow
old, but with forgetfulness.

I have learned so much with you all, I have learned that everybody
wants to live on top of the mountain, without knowing that true
happiness is obtained in the journey taken & the form used to reach
the top of the hill.

I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its little hand,
his father's finger, it has trapped him for the rest of his life.

I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down
at another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the

Say always what you feel, not what you think. If I knew that today is
the last time that I am going to see you asleep, I would hug you
with all my strength and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the
guardian angel of your soul.

If I knew that these are the last moments to see you, I would say 'I
love you'.

There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another opportunity to do
things right, but in case I am wrong, and today is all that is left
to me, I would love to tell you how much I love you & that I will
never forget you.

Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old. Today could be
the last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn't wait;
do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives. I am sure you will be
sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a
kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them their last wish.

Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears and to their
faces how much you need them and love them. Love them and treat them
well; take your time to tell them 'I am sorry';' forgive me','
please' 'thank you', and all those loving words you know.

Nobody will know you for your secret thought. Ask the Lord for wisdom
and strength to express them.

Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.

Send this letter to those you love. If you don't do it
today...tomorrow will be like yesterday, and if you never do it, it
doesn't matter, either, the moment to do it is now.

For you,

With much love,

Your Friend,

Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Friends in Oz land

2006 November, I was in Sydney for around 40 days. My colleagues who then turned out to be great friends made my stay fun.
I want to thank them. (Its the season of thanking friends :)

  • Barry
  • Eva
  • Callum

I got busy in life and mailed them after long last week, it felt great catching up. I have to yet talk to Barry tho'

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Thank you...

Be grateful to people who make u happy, they are the charming gardeners who make your soul blossom. - Sashi Monica(2006)

These are the friends I would like to thank who have make my life bloom...

  • Elizabeth
  • Vinayak (Eli's husband)
  • Jyothilakshmi (Wipro's Mahila Mandal)
  • Amit (Wipro's Meditation group)

I havent communicated with the 1st 3 from ages but I know if I have any happiness or sorrow to share they will hold it close to their heart.

And Amit whom I chat once in a while, who makes me feel so special about myself. He has the power to live up to be a true friend!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Work - Kahlil Gibran

I try hard to explain to my friends and colleagues that work is joy :) I have written an article also on it and I spend hours troubling people and trying to get them understand that work can be fun. When friends tell me "I have to work late/weekends, I am bugged" or "So much work" etc etc...I wonder why is our job such a burden...? Is it the job or the attitude towards it...

This writing from Kahlil Gibran may make sense:


Then a ploughman said, 'Speak to us of Work.'

And he answered, saying:

You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.

For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life's procession, that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite.

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.

Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

Always you have been told that work is a curse and labour a misfortune.

But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born,

And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,

And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life's inmost secret.

But if you in your pain call birth an affliction and the support of the flesh a curse written upon your brow, then I answer that naught but the sweat of your brow shall wash away that which is written.

You have been told also life is darkness, and in your weariness you echo what was said by the weary.

And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge,

And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,

And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,

And all work is empty save when there is love;

And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.

And what is it to work with love?

It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.

It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.

It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.

It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit,

And to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.

Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, 'he who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is a nobler than he who ploughs the soil.

And he who seizes the rainbow to lay it on a cloth in the likeness of man, is more than he who makes the sandals for our feet.'

But I say, not in sleep but in the over-wakefulness of noontide, that the wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant oaks than to the least of all the blades of grass;

And he alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving.

Work is love made visible.

And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.

For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man's hunger.

And if you grudge the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distils a poison in the wine.

And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.

Kahlil Gibran

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Does silly behaviour bother you?

IF you read my earlier post, this one is inspired by that. I sometimes wonder how some people can really think so low and why I can never think such and that saddens me. But it doesnt help much in my growth or relationships.

So then I thought one must just move on and if the person is unaware they will learn some day...

With this thought process, I twittered and watch this conversation :) :

Satyadarshini: When people operate at a lower thinking should be able to forgive instead of thinking why the person cant behave like myself..!!

twitter: shishir_s: @sandtree tht would like despising them..instead try to pull up their thinking where it can match your own level..

Satyadarshini: @shishir_s yes u r right, I do try that...but in some cases u cant. Also I see them as small kids yet to learn...they wil at some point

twitter: shishir_s: @sandtree gud if you that [:)]...nd i can understand the situations you are talking abt...not always possible to make them sit & understand
Satyadarshini: @shishir_s hey u can be a good friend then..hheehee


I was upset about a friend's behaviour. I have very low expectations of a friend and give lot of freedom and space. But there is something basic one expects. If a friend is always unhappy over your happiness, it is something I find totally odd.

So I twittered "I wish we could choose the right friends..or maybe thats why the best friends are just 1 or 2"

Amit saw it on my blog and came out a beautiful post on Friendship:

and have been discussing about this with many friends, lots of learning and more posts on my blog too :)