*Courtesy:T. S. Eliot ( from 7 principles of highly effective men by Steven R Covey)It is a well known trick of time, that each one needs to reach a cross road to make a choice between what one wants and what is offered. Interestingly not just the residents around Ashok Pillar, but also every single person trying to reach: Vadapalani, Saidapet, K.K.Nagar and Ashok Nagar perse is tested by the trick of time everyday.
Bend It like INDIA
Hey you slaves wipe my shoe,
Stitch my shirt and wash the loo,
Who are you and why do you talk,
One more word and you won’t walk,
Pay the tax and work with axe,
‘No’ to tax and you are killed with the axe,
Taste the opium and give me spice,
You can live the life so nice,
If you say no, pay the price,
Only porridge and no more rice,
Who are they?
Who are they?
Let us fight, it’s our land,
Mangal Pandey plotted a plan,
Flop was the mutiny and happy was John,
It was not the destiny, though Mangal’s plans were gone,
Spread like fire, and raise up my dear,
Chuck out the fear, get ready for the battle that’s near,
Galloped the horses of
Who kissed death and remains our desh ki rani,
Give them a taste of their own medicine,
But show John what’s Indian tradition,
Join hands,
To drive them off Indian sands,
Came in Bapu and there was chacha,
Who said: let’s not fight, let’s not fight!
You can speak, you can write,
If they ask- show your might,
Divide and rule, divide and rule,
Gone were the thoughts of the British school,
Quit
From north to south, east to west,
Was the chant,
With every pant,
A march in March…
The Dandi march,
To make the salt of our own,
While unity amongst Indians was getting honed,
Bose decided for Azad Hind,
Considered that’s the only way to proclaim Jai-Hind,
After the reign of Mountbatten,
The Britishers could no longer pass on the batten,
Oh my god! Oh my god! Thank them all in this Fall,
For helping us all to smile and stroll,
She is sixty, yet so young,
Sixty times sixty still she will be young,
Stand up still,
Like a hill,
Truth alone triumphs!!!
So Bend it like
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Hello Jack, so are all set for you to get back to the US of A this week?? Tell me how was your stay? Did you like
2007 – Loaded with technology in every thing around , advanced state-of-art medical care (only for the affluent but still...), terrific economic boom, control of inflation, development of indigenous rockets, satellites, some of the best think tanks, poverty, racial discrimination, imbalance in the education for all system, unworked roads, development of the creamy layer, rapidly growing AIDS population, a turmoil struck youth population caught between western and Indian tradition, unemployment , aging population , lack of visionaries.
1950- The year
So---------- is it not 2007 + 2020 < 1950
So will this mathematics be right ???????????
One smile and thats all it takes........“Good morning Professor!”…said Priya , a third year post graduate student at - school of economics,
“….Morning…”...said Prof.Gupta (popularly known as Gup amongst students) still with a stern face even after getting the lifetime achievement award for his contributions to Economics …….
“Huh….this Prof is a nerd……he cant reply back properly….” Priya said with her hands giving her forehead a slap and looked at Meera.
‘What you want him to do… hug and say oh! My sweety, have a great day is it?’ chuckled Meera
“Shut up Meera, enough of your ‘mokkai’ jokes vokies…cant that Gup even smile… …I don’t know Meera how his wife and children put up with him”
“Your smile is so graceful…and its not letting me peaceful… you are so beautiful….shall we join hands to make life meaningful”….. were the encrypted scripts that Shyam a first year undergrad student gave to Priya three days ago.Meera pulled it out of Priya’s suitcase and was bullying her , with her one eye still scanning the pages of international business management.
‘I cannot starve and go with a rotten face for tomorrows campus interviews and its East& West finance solutions coming and I cant afford to goof on it ’…..Meera said , and was already putting her chappals.. ‘ do you realize we haven’t even studied for the interviews , better put those cheapo letters down and rush down to the mess’ and Priya vanished like a lightning.
‘Why you never turned out for the dinner…..Meeruu?’
It was the D-Day and the placement office was buzzing with sound and abruptly snapped to silence when Prof.Gupta entered the office.It was 10:00 and Meera was called in. She knew its going to be Prof.Gupta who will be there in the panel and she made sure she did not smile or did any other gesture that would annoy him. She waited for him to give the signal for her to sit.
‘What’s the fiscal year growth of ………….’ asked Mr. Ram the recruitment officer for East&West. After a mind blowing Q&A sessions Meera cam out and was all happy with her performance. She warned Priya on how she must conduct herself in front of the panel as Gup was sitting in it. The clock ticked 11:05, and next to get in was Priya. She knew she will get the job even though she has not prepared the previous night and she said to herself….. ‘Conduct yourself properly and you become manager Ms.Priya….’ and smiled to herself before she entered the interview room.
Results were out by 5:00 in the evening and except for Priya all others goofed including the academically bright Meera.
‘Guess what made us to choose Ms.Priya, for this position?’ asked Mr. Ram.
She was the only person who smiled and had a pleasing gesture at the right time and that’s important for any manager, and others do smile and have a pleasing appearance when you go in for interviews.
So guys , it jus take 5 pair of muscles for us to smile and it can make a lot of difference to our lives as well to others.ArunZulu © 2007
It was 1980; Carren saw the first tube light of his life soon after landing on mother earth and cried for almost 4 hrs and the doctors were happy to see him as much as his parents. ‘John, we must send Carren to IIT, and he must bring laurels to our family’ said Annie.
Annie was just getting accustomed to her new role as a grandma for Carren and she was clearly overreacting with her son John. John, couldn’t react much as he was still rejoicing himself as a proud father, and kissed Maria on her forehead and said:
‘Maria, Carren is a precious child we must do everything so that he gets into Harvard when he is 22’
‘I feel he must make it to IIM and become a big business man like my father’ said Maria.
Still whipping of the meconium and the witches milk of Carren, the nurse entered with a sigh driving away every single occupant of that room except for Maria, whose eyes were still filled with tears.
It was already 18:00 hrs and John was loaded with wishes and a whole bunch of his colleagues came to visit him in person at the St.Pauls hospital. One of his colleagues who got just promoted as a father recommended John on the Do’s and Don’ts of fatherhood.
‘Get the hell out of here and I know what to do for my son, you…..’John told at the back of his mind.
Three days later the latest entrant to the D’Souza family, Carren D’Souza was welcomed into his house. As soon as the family entered a whole bunch of neighbors entered to say ‘Hi’ to the little one and started to place their recommendations to Maria: from how to feed the baby to how to wipe the ass. There was one who even went on to say how to cuddle and have sex with ones partner post-delivery and already Maria was getting furious.
‘John, its time to send Carren to Montfort…’
‘No, John send him to St.Domincs…..’ said John’s aunty Patricia.
‘Uncle……..my god……St.Domincs and Montfort are godforsaken, you want Carren to be a bookworm , these schools do not have a play ground and they seldom allow time for extra-curricular. …better send him to the
‘What group you want to take in your 11th standard Carren?’ asked John
‘I want to take the commerce group. Dad’‘What…………..?’ John stared at Maria not knowing what to answer.
‘Carren…I thought you wanted to become a pilot. But how do you think a commerce graduate can make it to the MIG’s?’
‘No dad, I think I am not that kind, I was speaking with Krishna Uncle, you remember the owner of Proton technologies and a big business man and he advised me on what to do after my 10th standard and it sounded great to own a company and mint money when I am 25yrs…doesn’t that sound fabulous dad..??????’
Maria and John were zapped and John commented…. ‘Who the……isTime passed by and the exam time table read - Economics in his model tests …and Carren was already hating economic theories and was realizing he made a mess of things…..and said to himself:
‘Einstein guy is better than this ……’ and said ‘I must be driving those Sukoi’s and not these looong craapy theories of economics’
With a sigh; he started to work on those knot theories.It was the end of Carrens school life and as always, the D’Souzas was filled with every other person on earth to advise where Carren should go next for his education. Every place from the
After careful planning and foreseeing Carren was sent to the prestigious
Is there an ADVISE NEURON???? I am sure there is and you know what it’s the only neuron that can never think especially when downloading its contents at the expense of others time, money and whatever.
If I find out the exact location of this ADVISE NEURON……… guys trust me I will make every effort to re-engineer it so that it can think and will download its contents only when its needed.Advise me how I can find out the ADVISE NEURON……oh my god what am I asking for!!!!
© ArunZulu 2007
It was six in the evening and it was already drizzling. Turiya was at the coffee shop listening to-‘One love…..’ and patiently waiting for her boyfriend Pradyumna to arrive. With a sip of cappuccino Turiya glanced at Pradyumna who came late as usual.
‘I am sorry…..sweety…so soorryyyyy….’
‘Get lost…….’
Pradyumna had to tell a whole story (it would have been easy for him to have convinced the Devils advocate hahahaha …!) before he was permitted to sit next to her. Finally, the exhausted hero sat and hugged her , and said… ‘Oh my dear. Why fear. When I am here....’and that very moment Turiya’s emotions changed .She felt the warmth and they started to romance.
It was ten in the night the current went off and Malgudi was already seeing its routine November thunderstorm. Next day, was Malar’s (Pradyumna’s sister) board exams and she has to get her school uniforms from the laundry. She was totally upset, agitated, loosing her confidence as she is yet to give her final revision and tears were rolling down her cheek. Pradyumna sat next to Malar and hugged her to say... ‘Oh my dear. Why fear. When I am here....’.That very moment Malar was able to smile. Her emotions changed and she felt confident.
This is a story you would have seen, experienced and is nothing new about it. But did you realize it was the same action-Pradyumna hugging Turiya and Malar and he used the same words: ‘Oh my dear. Why fear. When I am here....’.The outcome was change of emotion but the feel experienced by Malar and Turiya were different altogether. Though we understand that the relationship Pradyumna shares with Malar and Turya are different: Have you ever felt what makes us to feel what we feel and what changes make us to alter the feel we feel?
The answer is simple: it’s the neural machine-Brain that does the whole jaal. It can discriminate enormous variety of events that happen in the environment .Every event is received as a continuous stream of information by the receptors and is transferred to certain defined zones within the neural machine. These information’s are then transferred into perceptions (some of which are stored in memory for future reference) and then into appropriate behavioral responses. All of this is accomplished by the brain using nerve cells and connections between them. It’s these connections that make us feel what we feel.
Hot glass looks same as cold glass. - Cunino's Law of Burnt Fingers!
© ArunZulu 2007
