Change

A major part of change is to leave our comfort shell behind and grow out, expose ourselves to the new and upcoming challenges. Easier said, than done

I am at the precipice of a gigantic mountain; quite far away lays an always wandered-about yet unknown path wrapped in a silky smooth red carpet. It seems all glitz and glamor-ish from where I see it. I stand here held by the icy cold hands of a monster with a name badge that says insecurity on it. The ideal thing to do would be to let go of this monsters hold and jump in with both feet.

Knowing this I stand here adhering to the monsters wrath only because I fear what lies ahead.

New Year 2011 @ Navneet

Sweet message for New Year 2011 !!!

Goodbye!

Goodbye! we say it every single day with a smile on our face knowing that we are gonna meet each other the next day. But when the time comes to say goodbye and let go forever we reckon how hurtful this simple word can be. I am saying Goodbye’s to my friends and colleagues the past couple of months and even though I may have never said it out loud, a teeny weenie bit in me feels sad at every single goodbye - some more hurtful than others. 

This blog post is dedicated to my friends and colleagues, who, I am seeing off this month. Inevitably, change is in the air and as a souvenir it is biting me in the wrong places.

I, Me & Myself

While writing blogs, I am always conscious of one thing that it has lots of ‘I’ in it. Example - I think, I feel, I love, I want, I dig, I bitch… boy, that’s a lotta I’s, right. This consciousness is a fruit of all the management lessons which were stuffed into my head, by my so called teachers. In Management schools I was taught to use less ‘I’ and more ‘We’, “It is always a team thing”.

But this is not a management school and I was never a good student. This is my blog and all that you should find in here is I, Me & Myself :D

Is there ‘God’, in details?

I never understood the expression ‘God is in details’ (i.e. until recently). I am a new car owner and the agony a car owner has to go through, in a city like Mumbai, is simply despicable. Apart from the much hyped ‘lack of parking space’ and ‘pothole filled roads’; what worries me the most, are the little things. During the first few weeks I would look at my car parked in our parking lot and feel proud. The sparkling blood red body the charming silverish headlight, the unique design and the tall structure were part of my admiration and then it started.

My brother & the Car

One fine day I approach the car and see it, a scratch and I go “holy marry mother of GOD! How did this happen?” there on every scratch or dent I find in the car, the expression Oh my God flows out of me naturally.  And for people who do not agree; God is everywhere – including 'in details' ;) 


That’s all folks!

Baby or Barbie

Question: Why do you want a baby Girl?  

Answer: “There are so many cute things you can buy for a baby girl”.

I might be wrong, but it seems, what some Mom's need is a ‘Barbie’ not a ‘Baby’.

If you are a girl and disagree to this, answer this simple question; Are you paranoid or irritated with your mother’s need to be involved in each and every decision of yours, including small things like, the way you dress, eat, sit, walk etc.? If your answer is ‘yes’ …………YOU’RE YOUR MOTHER’S BARBIE!

Nothing's Permanent

The head says nothing’s permanent; the hearts smiles and asks, “What about these?”

Mother’s love, for her child;

shades of green, in the wild.

Hope - that springs you up when you’re down;

Love - the shiniest diamond on the crown.

Justice and Freedom, 
when we stand up for it;

Almighty God’s Kingdom, 
when we believe in it.

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                                                    - Gifta Raja