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Hi! I’m Justin Raj, a stock broker by profession, is also a freelance Journalist, an amateur Filmmaker and an enthusiastic Marathoner who possesses the ‘bad habit’ of writing too much. And as long as that ‘bad habit’ stays with me, I keep on posting to my blog.

A blogger is basically a tech-savvy writer. He is a keen observer with a sharing mind, not a silent spectator to all events which happen around him. If a reader is a person who loves to gain knowledge, a blogger or writer is one who loves to share his knowledge and dare to speak out his opinions and ideas. Like a singer expresses by singing, dancer by dancing, actor through acting, a blogger blogs his feelings and ideas out. Literally, Freedom of Expression is his shield and the blog is his Sword.

Here in my blog, write-ups are archived in 9 labels. In ‘Sweet and Bitter’ you can read about my diverse life experiences and valuable lessons I learnt from it. ‘Published Articles’ offers you my articles which have been published in Daily Newspapers. In ‘Random Brain Waves’ you can meet up with my random (or at times, weird) ideas. Poetry writing has eventually become a new hobby as well as a part of my blog. You can read my poems in ‘Verses’. In ‘Marathon’ label, you can read about my marathon experiences, challenges and how running a marathon can shape a man’s life.

‘Vlog’ is a recent addition to my blog as I realize the potential future of visual media. Sometimes, a 3-minute video can do the magic of expression than a 3000 word article. In this label you can watch the short films, documentaries, advertisements et al I have made. ‘Favorite Articles’ consists of articles which have influenced my outlook and attitude on life. Being a tireless traveler, ‘Travel’ label takes you to various travel experiences of mine. Conducting researches is a part of Journalism. In ‘Research Articles’ label you can get articles which throw light on various researches I have conducted.

Every life meets with various challenges, diverse experiences and at the end, all those teach us valuable lessons for our future. Wise men learn by other men's mistakes, fools by their own said H. G. Bohn. I learn more by my own mistakes than others. It doesn’t mean that I’m a fool! I learn from other’s lives too. My blog is a platform for sharing not only my life experiences but also the valuable lessons, ideas and poetry triggered by them.

To my mind, blog is a thinking man's tool. Blogging is more a passion than a hobby for me. It is as if talking something to someone somewhere in world. My words keep on talking to the visitors of my blog. I can feel the magic of words! And that’s the power of blogging!

Friday, December 31, 2010

Me

Me is a simple me,
Me knows well about me,
Me comes anywhere with me,
Me is the best part of me.

Sole power‘s with me,
To move me,
To groom me,
And world around me.

Me is not thee,
Thee can’t be me,
Me can’t be thee,
Me can only be me.

Me never vie with thee,
Me vie only with me,
To bring the best out of me,
Giving up is not Me’s cup of tea.

Me ever loves me,
As well as puzzles me,
But it’s easy to grasp me,
‘cause Me is always free.

Me is a jovial me,
Who keeps the world cheery,
Me is always your lovely buddy,
Who prefers to be lonely.

To know about me,
If someone asks me:
“Who’s this Me?”
I’ll tell: “it’s me!”

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Nostalgic Classroom




Nothing in my life has ever given me such joy, fun, enjoyable moments and unforgettable memories than my campus lives. In MCC (Madras Christian College), life in woods is just amazing which gave me lot of sweet memories and blessed me with number of friends for life.
At times, we never understand the value of certain moments, unless we miss them. During my college days, I had tried to elude classroom sessions terming them as ‘boring’ without realizing the value of them. When our heart murmurs-‘I miss those moments’- it means that we became conscious of their value now. Bicycle rides amidst woods, squabbles with friends and lecturers, classroom jokes, gossips, parties, night walks and early morning jog. Today all those experiences are transformed into sweet, unforgettable memories.
It was just a coincidence I stumbled upon a video clip while casually formatting the hard drive of my camera which was captured my closest friend. Its Christmas and New Year time ‒ a great time to reunite with family and friends.
Especially the month, December is always a nostalgic month for me. It’s the month my friends and relatives to come to God’s own Country from various parts of India and abroad.
Last year’s Christmas and New Year party at MCC was memorable and full of fun. Even while I’m having a good time with closest friends and relatives, I’m missing my faraway friends especially my old class mates. The video- Nostalgic Classroom- is dedicated to all my dearest classmates whom I miss especially during this nostalgic month. 

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Switch it Off!

India has the second largest mobile subscriber base in the world next to China. Thanks to population explosion. Here, in my country, you can find people who lack food but at the same time enjoy the abundance of technology. It is the place you can witness the great show of street-side vendors, scrap collectors and even local Paanwalas enjoying the benefits of technology in their hands. Growing number of subscribers and enhancement of connectivity is always good. But sometimes I feel that mobile phones are taking away our privacy and to certain extent, endanger our lives.
You may be discussing something seriously with someone; suddenly his or her mobile phone rings and they get busy with the call. The same thing occurs to you bringing resentment among your friends and family. Cell phone calls can distract you while you are busy driving your car or during an important meeting.
We can hear and read a lot about energy management, human resource management and money management. What about phone management? Most of the people including myself nowadays lack mobile phone etiquettes. People don’t know how to manage their phones; when and where to attend calls; how to talk and how long to talk.
GPRS, call and video conferencing, games, SMS and MMS. Do you need anything more? Ask your mobile phone service provider. They are available 24X7. Road accidents and carelessness during working hours are few of the tragic outcomes of our lust for mobile phones.
Whenever I read or hear someone talking about phone management and stories of accidents due to the reckless mobile phone usage, a short film titled, Is Bigger Than Life? in which I had acted as protagonist during my early college days flash to my mind.
The short film tells the story of an innocent village boy who came to one of the biggest Metros in India to pursue his higher education.  He was new to the big city and to the world of mobile phones. One day, with the help of a close friend, the village boy learns to use mobile phone and gets addicted to it. One ill-fated day, while riding a bike, he talks over the phone which results in a road accident. Unfortunately the accident took away the life of his close friend who had taught him to use mobile phone.
The short film can be fictitious but that kind of tragic incidents can happen in anyone’s life.  By following few cell phone etiquettes and using a little bit of common sense, everyone can avoid huge disasters in their personal as well as professional life. Some of the useful tips on mobile phone etiquettes can be found here: http://bit.ly/KXoBM
Cell phones are, undoubtedly, gadgets of future. They can, in course of time, replace laptops and other devices thus enhancing connectivity as well as mobility. Sometimes, with a little carelessness on our side, they can take a great advantage in deciding our future as well. So, whenever the circumstances demand, just switch it off!  

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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

A Guilt Feeling Being a Wrong Role Model

The ways of expressing my love towards my aunt and uncle are bit different from others. I express the love by creating movies and slideshows on nieces and nephews and of course, on uncle and aunt. I also never forget to get my aunt and uncle (both are sweet diabetic) their favorite cakes and sweets once or twice in a week.
At a cursed moment, I decided to create a slideshow for her, scanning all the old photos from her treasured archive. Finally, after a few days of scanning and photo editing, I created it and showed it to them. Aunt was really happy to see her old black and white photos on TV with nostalgic music as BGM. Uncle too enjoyed watching it with a smiling face.
She keeps my videos and slideshows in a special steel box and takes care of them like her jewels. She never shied away from showing her jewels to the visitors and thus making me proud. On those days, while I was creating the slide show, she told me to add my photos too in that. It was not a difficult task. Happily, I added a recent photo shoot of mine to the slideshow.
After few days, my cousin with her husband and children visited aunt’s house. I was busy working on some freelance projects and after just saying ‘Hi’ to them; I came to my room and resumed working.
After few minutes I could hear some familiar music downstairs, giggling and hooting of niece and nephews. I understood that my slideshow was ‘running successfully’ downstairs. I was content and with a slight smile, I continued my work. Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
“Uncle Justin smoking! Uncle Justin smoking!” I heard the screaming of Stainz, my nephew.
“What the hell!” I jumped on my chair with dropped jaws and ran downstairs to know what happened.
Everything was normal there. It was some of my photos from the photo shoot with cigarette on my lips that created bit of a trouble with my nephew. My aunt and uncle knew those photos were just a part of the photo shoot and nothing serious about it.  But the real impact of those photos was on that little mind who was watching the slideshow.
After the slideshow, I just went out and came back.
I saw Stainz sitting outside the house and the moment he saw me, he took out a piece of paper, rolled it and placed between his lips and stood in front of me exactly like I posed with cigarette in that photo shoot in the slideshow. I liked it and smiled at him but took that paper piece from his lips and threw it away.
After sometime he entered my room with another rolled piece of paper on his lips and gave me a wink and ran out. That time I didn’t like it much. I just followed him to the living room, where he was sitting in the couch and acting as if he is smoking with his phony paper cigarette. I got really angry because I know from where he got that ‘inspiration’.  But I didn’t show the angriness on my face.
“I never get you chocolates, if you are going to do this again” I said to him very gently. He is a good, obedient boy although mischievous at times. He threw his paper cigarette away without any resistance or annoyance. I was really happy since he obeyed me. But as I knew it was my photos which inspired him to do mock smoking, I really felt angry at myself too.
Children are so innocent and even minor things can inspire them to do so called bad things. I’m a heavy smoker turned occasional smoker, I still feel guilty about those days. I feel guiltier if I’m the reason for a person to begin smoking.
Stainz loves me that’s why he tries to emulate me. Children possess a natural urge to imitate elders. They also have greater tendency to inculcate bad habits than good ones. Bad habits are easy to adopt than good ones. He has never done his mock smoking in front of me after that incident, but still I feel…guilty about…creating that slideshow.

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Saturday, November 20, 2010

With Age Comes No Wisdom

“It is better to leave a developing country and settle down in a developed one for a brighter future” a pastor who was visiting my aunt’s house said to me. “I love to be in a developing country because it is only where I can touch, see and feel the ‘development’ “I retorted.
Do you know what is the biggest burden of old - okay, it is not right to use the word ‘old’- 50 or 60 plus young people? It is younger, wandering, aimless youngsters (like me).
So if a young chap with a smiling face without any decent or ‘reputed’ job (like me) comes in front of these settled 50 or 60 plus young men, he definitely invites trouble. He gets showered with the most freely available thing on this planet: advice. Settled people call it practical tips but in reality, they are none other than advices.
Kerala, my home state is basically a settling place. No one works here because there is literally no work in this beautiful place! Kerala is a safe and peaceful haven for people who had made their fortunes abroad or other states in India and desperately needs a peaceful life. It is a great place to unwind ourselves before or after a hectic cosmopolitan life.   
Kerala is not always a safe zone for jobless, aimless young guys because of these wise sages. This is the main reason number of youngsters like me never get the privilege to stay longer in their beautiful and peaceful home state. A stay for more than a week invites number of queries such as “what are you doing?” “Where were you?” and finally, “when are you leaving?”
No matter what this time I’m determined to stay here longer than I did previously.
If you think wisdom comes with age, you are on the wrong side. Today, youth are to a great extent smarter than these 50 or 60 plus young men. We can’t call tiny kids playing around us silly.  One fortnight ago, I was really surprised to watch my 12 year old niece using computer and accessing internet with such ease and her command over Universal Language was extraordinary to a girl of her age. Thanks to information explosion. Kids are stuffed with nuclear bombs of information in their little brains.
We shouldn’t do thought control on these children. They know what to do. Only thing we can provide is guidance and everything else rest with them. It is their life. They have choices as well as freedom.  
I have only one request to all those 50 or 60 plus young people: please respect the individuality of others. Everybody has individual characteristics, traits, dreams, hopes as well as visions. Give everyone their own space.
If a person is jobless, respect his joblessness, he has the right for being jobless!
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Saturday, November 06, 2010

A Man Who Walks on Edge

He seemed like a moving silhouette in the evening sun. I was standing near to the highway talking to one of my friends near his uncle’s wood mill. I was randomly watching that figure even while my friend was talking nonstop to me. That shadowed figure was walking on the edge of the highway and was moving closer and closer towards us.
“I think he gets hit by a truck or a bus” I told my friend, pointing my finger to that man and interrupting his talk.
“Oh, this guy…he is a regular passerby this way” my friend replied.
By the time my friend paused his chatter, the shadowy figure- a tall, fair, young man- had reached near to us.
His sunglass was too thick and dark which covered his eyes completely. He stopped after listening to our talks and looked at us.
“Lottery, sir? He asked me.
I was staring at his sunglasses and my eyes were trying to penetrate his shades curiously.
“I’m blind sir…” his abrupt words amazed me.
“Oh well, I was wondering how you are managing without a white cane” I expressed my excitement.
‘It is on my back sir. I usually don’t use it. The edge of the highway is very helpful to show me the way.” He replied. “I used it earlier but today after a little practice, I learnt to walk by the direction of the edge of the highway. It is fun you know!” he told by giving out a wide smile.
I was really shocked after his talk. “A blind man without using a white cane daringly walks on edge, interesting!” I said in my mind.
“Lottery sir?” he asked again by disturbing my private thoughts.
“No thanks. I don’t believe in luck” I replied smilingly.
“Neither do I” he gave back a smile. He left us slowly getting on the edge and taking up again his routine lottery business.
“I see him every day since my uncle opened the shop here” my friend resumed his chattering whereas I was simply gazing at the white cane which was swinging loosely on back of his shoulder. 

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Monday, October 25, 2010

Three Doors

Got up from a horrible dream,
On shore of a violent stream,
I saw three doors in darkness,
Beckoning me with rosiness.

I stood up weary,
The darkness was scary,
To those opened doorways,
I made my own ways.

All doors dazzled except one,
But, I can enter only one,
That’s rule number one,
To hold on, I could find no one.

First door was an entrance,
To treasures easy to take,
To cookies easy to bake,
To a party I shun to partake.

Second door was a station,
To surrender my imagination,
Strengths, dreams and hope,
It’s a place I couldn’t cope.

Third door was bleak,
There was nothing to seek,
There was nowhere to peek,
There was risk at its peak.

I didn’t leave my dreams astray,
I didn’t throw my hope away,
Through that bleak doorway,
With faith, I flew on my way…


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Thursday, October 14, 2010

India Strikes Back!

The days of media hypes, corruption allegations and other disasters are over. Finally, India has successfully hosted Common Wealth Games 2010 with pomp and splendor. During the days of preparation, media and opposition political parties were pouring out corruption charges on the Common Wealth Organizing Committee and officials. All these mishaps not only brought shame to our county but also kept number of international sporting stars away from Games. Anyway, all is well.  
Corruption is everywhere. Here in my country people are used to it for generations. We don’t even mind bribing our Gods!
There were times most of the Indians were skeptical about the Common Wealth Games. Most of them, even I, had doubted whether Common Wealth Games will ever happen on Indian soil. Lengthy articles on newspapers; interviews and debates on television created panic in Indian minds and sports enthusiasts worldwide.   
Inauguration ceremony on October 3rd showed the rise of phoenix India from the ashes of all allegations and media hypes. The ceremony was just awesome and extraordinary which could match with any international events. A.R Rahman’s music also helped to lift Indian spirits to higher levels.
Now, while watching the extravagant and flamboyant closing ceremony of Common Wealth Games on television, I can’t resist typing this post. The event was colorful in Indian style with songs, dances, laser show and martial arts. You name it, India has it!
Saina’s badminton battle to bring India to the second place in ‘gold’ hunt was really exhilarating. Wrestling team exhibited a fantastic feat. I never really enjoyed a sporting event like this ever in my life. It is the time for us to focus more on athletics other than Cricket and Bollywood.  
Goose bumps took control of my body. Uncle, aunt and everyone were glued to the television as if they were watching a ‘Houdini’ show.
After long, turbulent days of negative news and stuff, today is a day for little optimism. My country has shown her mettle to the world. Today is the day, world witnessed the rise of India. Today is the day, the whole world celebrates India!
Long, hard way to go, India! 

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Saturday, October 09, 2010

What’s Sex Transmutation?

I got introduced to the idea of sex transmutation in 11th chapter of the book, Think and Grow Rich written by Napoleon Hill. I call his classic a magic book because of its great power to transform a person’s life and attitude. The book is worth reading for more than a hundred times and every time I read it, it will throw out new ideas. It is really an exciting experience. I read it thrice but the 11th chapter on sex transmutation bewildered my mind even till the last time I read it.
I could easily absorb most of the ideas and philosophies described in that book but the idea of sex transmutation stood like a barrier difficult to break. I had only a basic level knowledge on sex. I regard it as a basic human emotion or feeling like sleep or hunger and know very well that it is very dangerous to suppress that powerful feeling. I always believe in giving an outlet for that emotion.  
Napoleon Hill explained sex transmutation in a simple and understandable way: “Sex transmutation is simple and easily explained. It means the switching of the mind from thoughts of physical (sexual) expression, to thoughts of some other nature. Sex desire is the most powerful of human desires.” Okay… he is right. Desire for sex is the major driving force of all human beings. But, how to transmute sex feeling to some other nature? Surprisingly, he was not advocating celibacy too.
I asked my friends who recommended me Think and Grow Rich about sex transmutation. One by one, they washed their hands.  I was wondering what is so mysterious about Napoleon Hill’s tenth step to riches. As a final resort I googled. To my surprise, there were abundant resources in all varieties over internet on this subject. I guess internet offer a good learning place for most of the people who are new to the idea of sex transmutation.
Internet offers most of sex transmutation learning materials in the form of videos, text and audio. http://www.sexualtransmutation.net/ is an excellent website to read about a person’s sex transmutation quest.
Excerpts from Siva Samhita (http://www.reuniting.info/) which I found online gave out the real stuff:
The falling of seed leads towards death, the keeping of one's seed is life. Hence with all his power should a man hold his seed. . . . In this world all is born from seed and dies of seed. Knowing this the yogi should always keep his seed. . . . By this practice even the man who indulges in worldly pleasures can attain realization [enlightenment], and all wished-for results can in this world be achieved.”
“By the power of the composure of the semen, one will become just like Myself.” - Lord Siva  
After reading and learning from all those materials available to me, I understood why Napoleon Hill didn’t include semen, orgasm, fornication, ejaculation, masturbation or other sexual jargons in his book. May be all those jargons or even ‘sex’ had considered as taboo during his days. He simply gave out the great idea and told the readers in his own words: “It is for the people who are READY for it.”
Sexual expression is the greatest desire which drives all human beings. Sex energy is the greatest power on this planet. It is the greatest driving force of human life. Sex energy is not meant only for dissipating. Sexual feeling shouldn’t be suppressed. Suppressing powerful sexual thoughts and feelings or urge lead to severe personal disasters. Men do anything for sex. Men lie, steal, rape, kill and risk their own life or reputation for sexual gratification.
Sex energy can be fruitfully conserved by applying a little will power and can be channelized for higher purposes. The person who acquires the will power to tame his sexual energy and channelize it for creative pursuits reaches the level of genius.
This is the summarized version of what I came to know from my two-week long search on sex transmutation.
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Saturday, October 02, 2010

Convergence: The New Buzzword

I was attending a seminar conducted by the Journalism department of a prestigious college in Chennai. To my surprise, there was literally no crowd in the hall. The hall was sparsely crowded with the event organizers who were sitting comfortably in seats in front rows like kings and queens and a few students, most of them with gloomy, sleepy faces.
I was sitting at the last row waiting for some great ideas pop up somewhere in that hall or from speakers. Speakers who talked about journalism, new media and lot of other topics were seemed boring and monotonous. But I waited. Seminar on Journalism isn’t it? So, I thought something great was on the way.
Nothing worthwhile happened till the break.
After the break, a tall, dark man with long hair came to the stage. He introduced himself as Kiruba Shankar. I heard a lot about him. He is an avid blogger, lecturer, orator and also an entrepreneur. “Is anyone covering this event for any newspaper?” he asked the audience after the introduction. My objective was to cover the event but after seeing thinly crowded audience for the function, I left that idea aside. “Are there any bloggers out there?” he tossed another question to the audience. Some students slowly raised their hands without much enthusiasm as a response to that question. 
Slowly with his oratory skills and unique body language, he brought the audience under his spell. “I really wonder whether I’m speaking at a function organized by a Journalism department of an elite college?” he expressed his doubt.
Oh! After that remark only I got my attention on certain things. There were no video cameras to record the event. There was no one with a camera to take photos or at least a pen or a piece of paper in anyone’s hand! I looked around for the exit.
But Kiruba Shankar didn’t show his annoyance. He carried on his talk with endless enthusiasm. Being a passionate blogger, main topic of his talk was blogging as well as convergence of technology. The talk was very informal as well as informative.
While he was talking about convergence of technology, the idea which was running parallel in my head was the convergence of human skills. Today we can see the technological convergence in almost all electronic gadgets. Mobile phone, a gadget just for making and receiving phone calls has became a gadget for accessing internet, playing games and also for taking high quality photos. Anyone can observe this sort of convergence in each and every gadget they use in their everyday life.
His lecture generated a new idea in my head. If man made technology can be converged, why can’t human skills be converged too? For example, a news paper reporter in olden days is assigned only to cover the event. Why can’t he take the photographs or record the event? Any reporter can create a write up and with little practice, can take photographs and if the situation demands, can even record the event.
Immersing myself in my private intriguing thoughts, I lost the track of Kiruba’s speech. To my surprise, Kiruba Shankar, suddenly took a camera out of his pocket and started clicking pictures while delivering the speech. His photography session hadn’t completed even after his speech. He took photographs in the midst of the audience with sheer enthusiasm and a glowing smile on his face.
Was he giving out the answer I was seeking in my mind? A blogger, orator and entrepreneur like him can also be a passionate photographer. Yes, he can. If he can, everyone can. An event which had appeared meaningless and boring at the very beginning transmuted itself into a very stimulating and thought provoking one at the end.  
If man can converge more than one technological innovation in a simple electronic gadget like a mobile phone, why can’t he converge his own skills? Why can’t a writer be a dancer? Why can’t a dancer be a musician? Those people who are blessed with more than one talent are known as multi-talented and today’s world is in a grave need for those people. 

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Sunday, September 26, 2010

Runners' Anthem

We; run for delight;
We; run for might;
We; take our life as light;
Just to reach better height.

We; run for fun;
We; beat no one;
We; run as one;
Just for a grand run.

We; don't run in vain;
We; do run in pain;
We; run through lane;
Just to drain the pain.

We; run through mud;
We; run with thud;
We; run with sweaty head;
Just to get our spirits ahead.

We; run with our souls;
We; run with no fouls;
We; run with great guts;
Just to conquer ourselves.
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Friday, September 17, 2010

Death is not Death!

What will happen to you after death? Is it the end of life? Is there any life after death? Is death a painful experience? Most of these questions have no answers until someone has really experience death. Till then death is just a mystery as well as a powerful weapon to threaten common people.

Some of the biggest businesses on earth are based on death. Religion comes top of all with its pre-death and post-death cemetery services employing number of undertakers and priests.  Under the promise of an eternal bliss in greater heavens ‘Jihadists’ are eliminating ‘Kafirs’. On the other side, evangelical pastors offer you an eternal heaven where you can drink honey and milk if you believe in real Jesus and also become a good sheep. In some cults you can even bribe Gods and purchase some part of eternal heaven!  All these heavenly blessings will come to you only after death and that is the point!

Death is a mystery. Death is unknown. Anyone can make their own definition of death. Some people say there is a life after death; others say death is the end of life. Whatever the logic it may be, everybody has the freedom to believe as one wish.

So, I have the freedom to believe my philosophy and follow it. My death philosophy is very simple. To my mind, life is a science! We all have learnt from our high school Physics lessons that our sweet universe and cute earth is made up of two elements: energy and matter. I have learnt lot of other things but only this theory is still afresh in my mind.

So, give it a thought-energy and matter! Neither energy nor matter can be destroyed. They can only be transferred, conserved or converted. Destruction of energy is out of question because it is simply impossible. The case is similar with matter. You can’t destruct the matter either.

Undoubtedly, our life is a mixture of both energy and matter. As long as energy and matter couldn’t be destroyed, life too cannot be destroyed. Life can only be transferred, conserved or converted! So there is no end for life, only individuals meet with an end.

An individual, you and I, are biologically a mixture of both energy and matter. So, we are indestructible too! So the death we consider as an end of us is really a myth. It is just a transformation. While reading a book of Osho, couple of sentences stood out in front of me: ‘You were here from the beginning. You are still here by just changing forms and shapes. You will be here in future in another form.’

Death is just shedding of one mask and taking up another. There is nothing to be fear of death. Actually it is the most thrilling and exciting of all life experiences. Death is not an end of anyone. So the eternal hell and heaven are creations of human imagination. Life never ends; life just evolves. You can see the proof of life’s evolution throughout nature. There is no end for you or I; you and I just evolve. That’s it! We all just passes by…in a form or another…eternally…on this beautiful world…

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Friday, September 10, 2010

The Secret of ‘Smart’ Dressing

The one and only poorly dressed person I have seen in life is none other than myself. No one believes if I say I had only one pair of trousers, three shirts and T-shirts. Impressing people was not in my list and I think that is the reason why I remained as a poorly dressed man till recent days.  Another major reason is, of course, sheer laziness to shop.  
My sojourn at New Delhi with my cousin taught me a different lesson. Here in the Capital, most people especially youngsters are extremely well dressed. The availability of cheap variety of costumes is one of the major reasons behind this fashion explosion among the youth. The daily bazaars and discounts offered by branded stores really lure customers.
I got into my cousin’s house the day I arrived in Delhi. As soon as she opened the door and saw me, she exclaimed: “Oh, Justin you look so lean…but are these shirts and trousers on you were the same you were wearing last year when I saw you?” I didn’t like that comment much. Anyway I smiled and entered her house.
From next day, the battle of interviews began. My cousin noticed that I was going for interviews to offices wearing same shirts and trousers. On the third day, she asked me when I’m going to change the shirts and trousers. I replied that I got only few choices. Her eyebrows rose when I retorted that whether my dresses matter for interviews.
“No excuses! What the hell happens tomorrow or day after tomorrow, you will be coming with me and we are going to shop some clothing for you” she shouted.  Shopping? I hate it! (I nurtured in my head a thought that shopping is meant only for girls)Why should I waste my time and money on it? Anyway I’m content in the array of clothing I possess!
I had no choice. I had to go with her for shopping.
The day arrived and we both went for shopping. She patiently shopped and selected various varieties of clothing. With an unseen vigor, she started a war with the clothing line displayed there in the shop and tried most of them on me. Number of trousers, shirts and T-shirts went on through my body but ultimately it was her who will determine which one I should wear. I was the model and she was the designer!
Finally shopping celebration is over and today I have got a good collection of clothing in my rack. By the way, I’m not boasting! I’m just conveying a mistake of mine and how I undid it with the help of my cousin.  
Poorly dressed person (how handsome or good looking he may be) is a poorly dressed man. It shows his callousness; it reflects his personality; it may subconsciously bring his self esteem down. These are the lessons from my cousin who is a shopping freak and a costume lover. She loves well dressed men (most women do) and loves to shop fashionable dresses (most women do)
Today, after reaching my native and visiting relatives and friends, all of them conveyed their pleasure on my new dresses and looks. Wearing new costume is really giving me a confident spirit. While cherishing the new found confidence in me, I’m still wondering why I lived this far in my life without dressing properly. That was a calling for change. A fruitful change not only for me but also for everyone out there who is lazy to shop and remain poorly dressed as I was.

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Monday, August 30, 2010

Follow Me...

“Follow me”
Said her,
Beating on my heart,
Pushing me hard,
“I’m your dreams”
She smiled…

“Come to me”
Said her,
Hugs me so dearly,
With a sweet kiss of life,
“I’m your hope”
She smiled…

“Hold me tight,”
Said her,
Raising me to heaven,
Above rest of men,
“I’m your passion”
She smiled…

“Don’t ever leave me”
Said her,
Holds my hand so tender,
Takes my spirits so higher,
“I’m your faith”
She smiled…

“Follow me,
With no doubt, no tear,
With no regret, no fear,
Move firmly and steady,
I’m yours when you are ready”
She smiled…

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Channelizing Restlessness

People always make mistakes especially when it comes to judging themselves. The same mistake happens to me always. I always think positive about myself even though I know very well about my weaknesses as well as negative sides. I always (boastfully) visualize myself as a confident, energetic, so and so person. I always talks to myself like: “I can do this” “I can do that” “Oh that is not a big deal!”
Today I got a heavy blow on my self esteem and my ego got hurt a little when I heard about ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder)
The symptoms of this neurobehavioral developmental disorder are:
1.      Cannot remain seated if required to do so.
2.      Easily distracted by external stimuli
3.      Experiences difficulty on focusing on single task or play activity
4.      Frequently begins another activity before completing the first
5.      Feels restless mentally
6.      Can’t wait for his or her turn during group activities.
7.      Will often interrupt with an answer before a question is completed
8.      Has problems with chores or following through a job
9.      Likes to make noises when playing
10.  Interrupt others inappropriately
11.  Talks impulsively or excessively
12.  Doesn’t seem listen when spoken to by a teacher
13.  Impulsively jump into physically dangerous activities
14.  Regularly loses things like pencils, caps and expensive items
After reading all the symptoms, I realized that I exhibit nearly 10 out of 14 of them! Researches show that half of the population shows any of these symptoms and it is normal. So, is it abnormal to show most of the symptoms? I got perplexed and the worst idea dawned on me that I’m a mentally disordered person!
From dating, naming a kid to funeral services, internet has solutions for everything. So, I googled on ADHD and tried to find out the names of famous persons who has this so called mental disorder. I was relieved only after seeing the name of a renowned painter, sculptor and musician: Leonardo Da Vinci. Then came the names of Mary Lou Retton and Daley, both were Olympic champions.   
If any one of you shows the symptoms of ADHD, don’t worry about that. In turn, you should be proud of that. You are a person with an abundance of energy within you. If you know how to channelize this power packed energy, you can definitely be a super achiever!
Famous author and radio talk show host, Thom Harmann in his famous book, Attention Deficit Disorder: A Different Perception mentioned that schools are set up for ‘farmers’ who just sit at the desk, listen and watch the teacher who dictates while this process seems so torturous for ‘hunters’ like Leonardo Da vinci, who always scans and look out for the next exciting thing in his mind and environment.    
He also pointed out that we shouldn’t label our children and grownups as dyslexic, hyperactive and like. It will degrade the self esteem and self confidence of these super achievers.
World has seen number of dyslexic and hyperactive geniuses. They have made great contributions in their respective fields too. Great and successful persons like Leonardo Da Vinci, Mary Lou Retton and Daley had tried hard to channelize their abundant energies for good causes. Anyone can do that too. Everything under the sun is easy to talk about, but bringing into practice is a bit difficult task. Anyway, I’m still trying hard to channelize my hyperactivity!


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