Flying Bullets

Do Bullets fly straight ?

An absolute NO in the world of  Mechanics.

All horizontally thrown objects follow a projectile or semi-projectile motion – the maximum distance ( Range in Physics term ) covered when thrown at 45 degree angle to the ground.

Well anyways I am not here to dig up Mechanical Physics.

Just happened to remember something I heard – “If no one ever told you that Bullets fly straight , how would you do?”

It has a pinch of human psychological texture (About the way Human minds are Conditioned ) standing non-uniformly against a celebrated Physics theory.

Quite thought-provoking though !!!

Guilt-Free

Beparwah ho gaye hain, behaya ho gaye hain
Befikrr ho gaye hain Hum
Beparwah ho gaye hain, behaya ho gaye hain
Befikrr ho gaye hain Hum

Jalke, dhua - dhua jal jal ke
Barse, maange Tu jo marr marr ke
Tu yeh khwabon mein bhi chahega, duawon mein bhi maangega,
tu phir bhi na payega
Chori, uspe cheena japti hai
Wo hi, kismat aise batt ti hai
Dekho, khel mein jo sota hai
Seekho, Sale wo hi hota hai
Tu jo dekhta hi jayega, jo lootna na aayega, Tu haar ta hi jayega
De dekho, dao pe zamana hai
Bhakko, jeet ke hi jaana hai.....

Soul-Curry

I knew not to say those words

I knew not what that look meant

I knew not what to look for

I knew not if they were surreal

I knew not if the gaze was for real

I knew not if the plan would work

I knew not if I was right or wrong

I knew not why it all din’t work out

So I fell and stumbled again & again

But then , they were all in the Past !

Blog-mania

Here’s my new penchant for killing time – Blog browsing !

Thanks to Google for Blogger and especially for making this process Random. By Random I mean when u click Next on any Blog–page , u never know who’s blog page u are going to be treading onto. More unique by the fact that there is certain amount of Uncertainty and yet u can be sure of a profoundly amazing experience. You can just go on and on without any stops ( excluding those blogs open only to invited readers ). For the rest, it’s an open and ticket-free journey – the feeling of a Free and United World is so much prominent here.

People are so diverse in opinions , ideas and way of thinking – from the jubilant writing of a 18-year-old’s blogs to the highly matured scribbling by a 45-year-old guy ( there are obviously exceptions !) , English has it’s flavour splitted all around .

So Read & Write - And do keep up the Blog business alive.

Happy Blogging !

It's Not Cricket

“It’s Not Cricket” – was the line from a prose by Jim Corbett that I had read long back . I am not going to pen that article now – but just wanted to reiterate the context – he meant the respect , the adulation with which the game ( Cricket) is looked upto . And others need a Class of their own to match the level of cricket – such is the edifice of the game - so not all are cricket.

Then given the recent pandemonium we have had over IPL , the game for sure had lost its respect in my eyes. I know saying so I would draw lots of despised looks for sure .

But for once lets get our facts and figures right – this game had been one of the major stumbling blocks for the other sports in India. I am not against cricket – I do love watching as well as playing this game. But the money and the time – injected into the game turns out to be a farce - legitimately proven by our dismal performance. We win one match and then  lose three at a stretch ! Our fluctuating performance proved again and again by the fact that - We win against any team as well as Lose against any team !!!
Not all teams are constant performer – but we aren’t even closer to being that !! And cricketers , nowadays, are more of a money-minting machine than a sportsperson. The innumerable tv Ads are the vivid corroboration to the same - where Practice is swapped with Acting. More so the IPL hullabaloo glorifies the limelight associated with the game more than the game itself !

Cricket fanaticism has always enveloped a pall of negligence onto the other sports in our country. India is so neck-deep playing cricket that all the other sports like – football , hockey , boxing are still at their nascent stage. Inspite of the pejorative attitude towards these games and the players alike , occassionaly there's  been display of the spark of talent , shine and potential powerhouse that’s in store – untouched. Have we ever cared about our big absence in Football World Cup ? Even if we put half of the money spent on cricket onto the survival of these sports , the reaping would be galore.

Let all sports enjoy the same attention and financial injection. It’s not enough playing just cricket – India does have a vast pool of affluent talent and hence need to prove the mettle on every sport !!!

Impossible is Nothing

It was a regular after-office hour at home. While surfing net , found the the site - http://www.attitudeisaltitude.com/ .

And I was stuck-dumb !

The site is about the guy – Nick Vujicic. So what’s special about him ?
Well to answer that – this guy does not have his hands and feet and guess what he says – No hands , No Feet , No Worries !!!

It was a really Touching and tremendously Inspiring read at the same time.
Have we ever imagined being born without arms and feet ? This guy is born so and Kudos to him for the way he has led his life – as a torch-bearer to thousands despite his physical disability.

Nick does everything what a normal person does – he swims , plays golf & football , works on his computer. He leads a normal life without giving a damn to what he doesn’t have. And the most brilliant part is he is striving to bring forth the same MAGIC to enhance the lives of others - employees, employers, students , educators and the common man alike.

Hats Off to Him !

Now lets face it . The modern day people –
We frown so much that we forget to smile,
We hate so much that we forget to love,
We dislike so much that we forget to live ,
We complain so much about things we don’t have that it shrouds the gifts that we possess.

All of us are good and unique in our own way. I can’t think of a better example than Nick. Thanks Nick for paving the way – each and every endeavour of your’s is a stunning inspiration for us.

And for the rest of the common junta – Please go through the above site and stop complaining about life !

And So it Goes

It’s been a long journey , a real long one. Smitten by the unneeded and non-plausible aspects all the way so far. But that’s it. I am tired of playing Sophomore!

It always was more of others than me. Mislaying one’s own self-image under one’s own nose is the dirtiest way of surviving. More so if you are aware of it but not doing something enough about it.

It’s not worth to let yourself go astray for others – not in this cut-throat jet age. Do so and you are the best target of circumstances.

The last 8 years in this city has brought forth tremendous changes – the care-for-everybody teenager has fought numerous mental battles within and outside himself just to realize that if you are not happy with yourself & don’t love yourself first , you are not going anywhere. And if this sounds selfish , then that’s how it is !

The world can take care of itself and we need to take care of ourselves. The last 3 years ,especially, had instilled a zest to live for myself . I seem to have woken up a long lull. For the first time in my life , I feel free - I have learnt to do things which I like and enjoy doing without giving a damn!!! And for the rest of the Mass , Devil may care !!

All of a sudden I remember a line by Sloan ( Morgan Freeman) from the movie Wanted – “It's a choice, Wesley, that each of us must face: to remain ordinary, pathetic, beat-down, coasting through a miserable existence, like sheep herded by fate - or you can take control of your own destiny and join us, releasing the caged wolf you have inside.”

So dude Go for the kill or you won’t go any far !

All About Being lazy

It surely has something to do with the stringently hectic professional life recently.
I have been stupendously lazy now-a-days. Call it my uncanny penchant for comfort or an overly empowered boredom blooming all over my mind - both resulting in a lazy me.

All the to-do tasks including the urgent ones seems nearly pejorative to be accomplished. Despite my untiring efforts ( Lol !!) , things hardly seems to improve.

Why do it Today , when U can do it Tomorrow – is the latest anthem I have roped in recently.Phew!

Even while writing this , I am unsurprisingly Gone Blank. And I would definitely call it Bankruptcy of words.

Life - Then and Now

I Miss the days when at 8 a.m. , I used to get ready for school and not for office.

I Miss those days when at 9 a.m. , I used to be in the school bus and not in the office cab.

I Miss those days when at 10.30 a.m , I used to chat and fight over a pencil and not do a few key-strokes on the Keyboard.

I Miss those days when at 12.30 p.m. , I used to open my Lunch Box and not bite onto some tedious Burger.

I Miss those days when at 2.30 p.m. , I used to be wide awake that school was getting over at 3 p.m.

I Miss those days when at 4.30 p.m. , I used to play with my pals and not sip cappuccino and attend some meeting.

I Miss those days when at 5.30 p.m. , Me & my frens would use to pull some naughty tricks over the neighborhood.

I Miss those days when at 6.30 p.m., I used to strive harder to finish the Homework to catch the 7 p.m. Cartoon show.

I Miss those days when at 9.30 p.m. my studies would be over and I was allowed to watch a bit of tv.

I Miss those days when at 11.00 o’clock , I used to go to bed thinking of an exciting Tomorrow unlike now when another Monotonous , packed day keeps waiting.

Those were the days - the fantastic Bygone days.

I Miss My Golden Childhood – I really do !!!