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Talk less Do more

15 Nov

Talk less
Do more
Keep doing
You will get results
One day
Small big no matter
Keep going
Tread the way
Walk the road
Take a leap of faith
Take people alongwith
Pick them up along the path
Make them learn, learn from them
Do mistakes, analyse them
Cherish their existence
Thank them for having visited once
Work to create value
Value what you are doing
Cherish the company of good people
Who understand you
Who share your success and your failures
Who understand why you do what you do

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The most powerful, most difficult and the simplest thing

14 Aug

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What is the most powerful thing in this world?

An Idea

 

What is the most difficult thing in this world?

To Think

 

Which is the simplest of the things to create?

Rules

 

Think….. Which of these things are common for schools that are run these days?

“ALL!!!”

 

The schools today do not teach the most difficult thing above, because then it would be responsible to create tons of the most powerful thing above, which in turn would easily destroy the most simple thing that has been created by them.

 

THINK….

The 4th IDIOT

3 Jan

I am generally not much keen about watching bollywood movies, but since Munnabhai, have become a great fan of Rajkumar Hirani (For few of you who may not know, he was also there in the very first of Fevicol Ads “Jor laga ke….”, a slim “aam aadmi” standing and smiling). “3 IDIOTS” has been subjected to so much publicity that even I cannot avoid to know about it. And being a Hirani film, I was also looking forward to watching it.

Lot to talk on this movie. It grips you till the end. Life is just not about securing marks and trying to bag the first position in a race that has been started long back by people who make us run and run. At a point I did not really think that trying to gun the first position is wrong. Everyone wants to win. So do I. 3 IDIOTS refreshed my memories of what my school and college life was like.

My early school days were also filled with always being first in class. I was always a topper till I reached a stage when I realised there is much more in life to study. I used to read a lot of philosophy then. Being first became no more a regular affair. But I now think back and laugh at people who thought that my slipping rank on school-walls was equivalent to me going down. Thanks to my parents who were always positive on everything, I have learnt to a great extent that in life what matters the most is the respect you have. And thanks to professors who have till date been inspiration for me that life is about learning and trying out new things.

My first three semesters during engineering were also a race. Against time and against self. To hit for the 1st position again. But yes, I was pretty unconventional. I had learnt the power of “Mindmaps” way before engineering. I used them during my X and XII exams and then used them in engineering too. I was being looked upon as a genius at a point (only I knew, I wasn’t one. For then I thought I would have been in one of the IIT’s :-)) Race against time stopped after my 2rd trimester. I took up to reading a lot. I was mostly found with my books. Read biographies, read books that a lot of engineers would not even know or would not even touch. Bought myself books whenever I went out. Yes had parties, spent on food, and watches, but still loved the books so much that even if I felt I wouldn’t read them, I would buy them and bloody hoard them.

Being unconventional, going against the norms, challenging useless conformism was something that developed in me unknowingly then. My class mates were afraid of me asking continuous questions in class and that too out of the world kind of. Used to call me stupid. At times, my profs were pretty bugged coz of me bugging them a lot.

Thing I have noticed is that in engineering colleges, they don’t teach you to challenge, they teach you to conform and standardize yourself and listen to what is being said (not taught).

So this unconventional attitude remained when once I was denied, during a lab experiment, the power supply kit, and I ran to another lab and picked one and started walking, when the caretaker told me that I couldn’t possibly take it like that (mind you it was  Govt College then) and that I need to write an application to borrow it. WTH, I told him, I am taking it, ago and complain to Principal if you want to. Yeah, but this does not always remain all the time.

After being  a TCS-er for almost 3 years, am a am back to college to learn more, this time about business. Will be a holder of a degree called MBA in a couple of months from now. But the learning in these two years has been much more than just the degree.

Everyone who must have watched this movie, must have seen his/her own image somewhere there embedded. I too saw mine. May be I was reassured that being different, unconventional and absurd is not that bad. Having a thinking that is too out of the track than what the mob thinks, may not be so bad at all..

Hoping for the best.

Break the rules

3 Jul

Albert Einstein says:

Man tries  to make for himself in the fashion that suits him best a simplified and intelligent picture of the world; he then tried to substitute this cosmos of his for the world of experience, and this overcome it.

Rules are like religious sentiments that have been built and nurtured over a long period of time and having being passed over generation to generation without the context.

Einstein again says:

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen.

Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions.

 

We all want to

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We forget that a ripple in water is created because something happened, something was disturbed, something broke…

The silence of the water was broken

To create ripple one must

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Freedom after a caged life

8 May

Last sunday I had a chance to visit the Taraporewala Aquarium at Grant Road, Bombay. Its a small structure in itself. I had last visited it when I was a small kid(kids are small always). May be I was in 7th grade then. Actually I had gone to meet a friend and we made out a plan to visit it.

The last time I had gone there it all I remember was some small ponds and fishes in it. Very unclear picture. This time I was actually fascinated by the new fishes I saw there. There’s this whole skeleton of a bog whale there in the room when you enter the door. In the middle of the whole floor lies that thing. I saw that there was a lot of renovation done and new fish ponds were added.

Fishes are such  simple and genteel animals. Just floating around the ponds wherever they get place to. The only pity I had for them was that they were caged and the ponds not big enough for their full free float in the water.

Sometimes I wonder, we make our lives like these small ponds and then cage ourselves in it, although the cage does not seem to be visible to naked eyes, to neither of us or the other people around us. Sometimes we like to live in that small net and keep ourselves confined. Human mind does not revolt against something spontaneously if that “something” is not directly visibly causing any mantal or physical pain. And in this case we have ourselves made up this cage unconsciously so we do not make a move to break it.
It take a lot of courage to break this kind of cage, because we are left in a free flowing world once we break it and are left in all awe.

I think if these fishes are put in the sea or river, they also must be feeling the same. Being in a pond for a long time, if they are let go into big river they must be feeling intimidated and afraid of all the big water around.

But still the freedom you get when you are out of the cage is invaluable….

Is Hell Exothermic or Endothermic?

11 Jan

A true story. A thermodynamics professor had written a take home exam for his graduate students. It had one question:

“Is hell exothermic or endothermic? Support your answer with a proof.”

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle’s Law or some variant. One student, however wrote the following:

First, we postulate that if souls exist, then they must have some mass. If they do, then a mole of souls can also have a mass. So, at what rate are souls moving into hell and at what rate are souls leaving? I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.

As for souls entering hell, lets look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to hell. Since, there are more than one of these religions and people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and all souls go to hell.

With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change in volume in hell. Boyle’s Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in hell to stay the same, the ratio of the mass of souls and volume needs to stay constant.

So, if hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter hell, then the temperature and pressure in hell will increase until all hell breaks loose.

Of course, if hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until hell freezes over.

It was not  revealed what grade the student got.

War of thoughts

8 Jan

Looking at the shining shadows of the windy clouds I feel the breeze of intelligence flowing seamlessly through each and every truthfully alive particle in this world. With that I flow, my heart mellows, my eyes reach for the birds of wisdom and try to hold on to their wings, I feel the flapping of their wings as if the monotonous laughter of a Yogi. A chirping nightingale lands onto my shoulder, I feel her weight but then I let go the thought of it being a burden and somehow I feel only the warmth of her legs and not her weight. I feel something changin in my body. I try to understand what it is but I cannot understand. It pains a little at first but then gradually the pain increases and takes over my whole body as if my body is a home for all the pain in this world. I close my eyes tight and try to concenterate on one and only one thought and that is the fact that pain does not exist, what exists is the human consciousness that “feels” the pain.

So what happens is ->

Crowded trains of thoughts running on my tentacled electrochemical rails are bumping into each other creating a havoc and chaos of emotions…I wanna get out of it…