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Sunday, May 29, 2005

A walk in the clouds! @ Smokies!



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Monday is busy with Monday blues, Tuesday with meetings and deadlines,
mid-week blues on Wednesdays, Thursday to demonstrate your week's work,
Friday gets nothing moving with its Friday syndrome!
Five days of work, not a second to pause,
within this restless soul lies a spirit that yearns to dream,
One that wishes to merge with nature and enjoy its beauty.
The Romantic in me perceives the fluttering of flowers, a cascade of water,
dew drops on trees, a tranquilizing breeze and the earthly smell.
A dream that was entirely scenic!
The bonded spirit broke free to take "A walk in the clouds"




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A feeling of Bliss always multiplies itself when you enjoy nature with a group of like-mided people. A sense to appreciate nature is a joy in itself. 7 vibrant people embarked on a journey to the Smokies. The journey began with the most expected question - Why is the place called Smokies? Well for people who are still clueless, you can visit Smokies to know more about it. Dumb charades, cards and general chit-chat kept us entertained throughout the journey. Hunting around for food and Tubing were the events scheduled for the afternoon. Each of us had a different experience to share - tubes were lost, titles were being conferred(!) upon people, hunger strikes and walk through the woods...phew! a long list of stories to narrate. We did manage to find some doughnuts and coffee before setting out on a trail. Mouse creek trail was a 2 mile walk and it was the most picturesque place that all of us had ever seen. We stood there mesmerized and took in all that nature had to offer. Business partnerships were drawn out (video copyrights) and all of us kept singing our way back to the parking area. Stories about grizzly bears and a lady clad in white saree were being said to scare the poor souls in the group. It was fun as everyone realized that we were all getting scared! After a late dinner we started back to Lexington. It was almost 4 a.m when we reached our apartments and all of us went with a happiness that is beyond words. It was the perfect day, the perfect group, the perfect destination and to put it in simple words - A day to remember!

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Beautiful Lessons

Of late I have been reading a lot than writing some good stuff. I have been hibernating for quite sometime now and yesterday I came across the following article that I could relate to. Hope you have a good read too!

1 - First Important Lesson - The Cleaning Lady. During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions until I readthe last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know hername? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward ourquiz grade. "Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care,even if all you do is smile and say "hello." I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.
2 - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain. One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her carhad broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her,generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance, and put her into a taxicab. She seemed tobe in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by, and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise,a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached. It read: "Thank you so much forassisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then youcame along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me andunselfishly serving others." Sincerely,Mrs. Nat King Cole.
3 - Third Important Lesson - Always Remember Those Who Serve. In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of waterin front of him. "How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocketand studied the coins in it."Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now, more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient."Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. The little boy again countedhis coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finishedthe ice cream, paid the cashier, and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside t!he empty dish, were two nickelsand five pennies. You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.
4 - Fourth Important Lesson - The Obstacles in Our Path. In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of theking's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but nonedid anything about getting the stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along, carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, thepeasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining,he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road wherethe boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indic! ating that the gold was for the person who removed theboulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand! Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.
5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts. Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease.Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her live-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and haddeveloped the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he wouldbe willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes,I'll do it if it willsave her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seei! ng the color returning to her cheek. Thenhis face grew pale and his smile faded. Helooked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?"Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Hri"daya" - part II

Following is an article that I recently read. Please take the time to read and enjoy what life is all about:

It was a sports stadium. Eight Children were standing on the track to participate in the running event.
* Ready!
* Steady!
* Bang!!!

With the sound of Toy pistol, all eight girls started running. Hardly had they covered ten to fifteen steps when one of the smaller girls slipped and fell down; she started crying due to bruises and pain. When the other seven girls heard this sound, they stopped running, stood for a while, turned back and ran to the place where the girl had fallen down. One among them bent, picked and kissed the girl gently and enquired, "Now pain must have reduced". All the seven girls lifted the fallen girl, pacified her; two of them held the girl firmly and all of them joined their hands together and reached the winning post. Officials were shocked and the sound of applause filled the stadium. Many eyes were filled with tears and perhaps it had touched GOD too! YES. This recently happened in Hyderabad. Sports events were being conducted by National Institute of Mental Health and all these "special" (read spastic) girls had come to participate in this event. Yes, they were mentally retarded.
What did they teach this world?
Teamwork?
Humanity?
Equality among all? . . . . . . . . ????
Successful people help others who are slow in learning so that they do not fall far behind. Well, these are normal people living in an abnormal world!!!!

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Wedding Bells

There is another blog that I am writing - more on marriages and traditions that are being followed in a typical south indian family. Do check it out at Wedding Bells

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Hri"daya"

A round table conference, that had some of the most affluent people in the society, was convened to discuss the weather in London, a bug in the latest software product, Indian politics, mega serials, next pooja session's bhajans, sports, foreign exchange, recipes among others.

These 40 odd people came from diverse backgrounds, with varied interests but there was an element of similarity that tied them all together...

This conference was not being held in an air-conditioned conference hall but it had the warmth of the evening sun and the gentle breeze caressed not just the bodies of the conference members but also their souls... They weren't talking to prove a point to one another but to ensure that they didn't forget the means to communicate... Each of them had a story to share - a very sad story to share...

Gong goes the bell at 6 a.m and everybody gather for a small prayer session. Coffee and breakfast is served to all and the latest news is made known by the morning news or through newspapers. One has the freedom to choose their line of interest and hone their skills while others could relax or help in running the show. Lunch is served precisely at the same time everyday which is followed by a short afternoon nap. High tea is the highlight of the day's events where all the members get to voice their opinion on anything under the sun! A television session followed by supper marks the end of the day. Behind this superficial serenity lies a turbulence which manifests itself as t-e-a-r-s, lamentation, grief, SORROW...

Inmates of any Old Age Home go through this rigmarole and there are a variety of reasons for their stay. Some are born poor in material terms while others become "poor" while they lose all their relationships. Children in foreign countries, misunderstanding and confusion within the family or their very age (read inability to do any work as per the words of some children) are compelling reasons to resort to old age homes.

One granny was proud to say that she had seen her newly born grandchild through a webcam and heard her first sounds through the speakers - isn't she supposed to be raising the kid and enjoying its first moves? How would the kid get moulded without getting love, care and words of wisdom from its grandparents? Isn't that the way our forefathers were brought up? Then why is there a proliferation of Old Age homes in this new era when things have worked out fine all these years?

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How can one desert the person who was responsible for our first breath; who held our hand and made us write the alphabets; who helped us distinguish between right and wrong; who stood for us at any cost; who sacrified a meal to make us a Professional; who showered all the love and affection and helped us realize our dreams????

We need to give it back to them for all that they have done for us and what could be a better way than to love them whole heartedly and to take care of them during their old age. We are also setting the right trend for our children (remember WUGIWUG). So, take the first step and make your grandparents and parents feel special...



We must be the change we wish to see in the world
- M.K. Gandhi