There are no mistakes in Life , Only Lessons.
There is no such thing as a negative experience, only opportunities to grow, learn and advance along the road of self-mastery. From struggle comes strength. Even pain can be a wonderful teacher!!!!!!!!
Some good thoughts
There is no such thing as a negative experience, only opportunities to grow, learn and advance along the road of self-mastery. From struggle comes strength. Even pain can be a wonderful teacher!!!!!!!!
some thinf I like
Hi guys,
this poem is not my creation but it is one which I like alot
Every sky's a brand new sky,
Uncanny once again;
And every kiss, a brand new kiss,
New won, no matter when.
And every love, a brand new love,
New cherished every day;
Though lips and heart may slowly age,
The awe-struck boy will stay.
And I will vow again to love
You each day of my life,
As though each morning were the first
We rose as man and woman.
Just as a meadow washed by rain
Is relit by the dawn,
Just so our love, as we grow old,
Will each day be reborn.
this poem is not my creation but it is one which I like alot
Every sky's a brand new sky,
Uncanny once again;
And every kiss, a brand new kiss,
New won, no matter when.
And every love, a brand new love,
New cherished every day;
Though lips and heart may slowly age,
The awe-struck boy will stay.
And I will vow again to love
You each day of my life,
As though each morning were the first
We rose as man and woman.
Just as a meadow washed by rain
Is relit by the dawn,
Just so our love, as we grow old,
Will each day be reborn.
Why was it all ORANGE@ Convocation!!
And all it provides you is a page of size less then A4 sheet but with a few words printed on it and A seal. and You turn in to an engineer out of nothing. Everybody agree that you have spent 4 tough (people outside say so ) years in IIT (I say it is the time we get to rest after giving JEE ).
But on that particular day when we were handed that gown of flashy orange color with a blue hood inverted up side down. I thought is this IIT or some art institute handing us these flashy gowns. In rehersal again they came upon us for 3 hours and forced us to sleep with there boring lectures even though I had a good night sleep the night before, but nothing can stop them from making us go to sleep. Finally the D-day arrived, it was Saturday morning , I left my home early at 7AM (if it would have been a regular seminar I would have bunked it , after all 7AM!!! ) collected my gown , had a hand to hand with other students in crowd to collect my gown and write my name for photo, I must say how technologically advanced we may grow we Indians will always follow our culture and tradition of pushing each other and making a cluster instead of a queue.
So after the little photo session all of us went to our seats, and there the atmosphere was festive, when I saw that massive conovocation room full of students sitting (or jumping) at there places with those (flashy) gowns on them , it was something magical, And the professors incharge were moving around disciplining us in very beautiful robes of silk , looking like some kind of pope, or priest. but with and Indian touch.
It may sound funny but I thought I was standing in Hogwart having some kind of magical ceremony going on (only fire and magical wand was missing ). All students sat in silence and all of a sudden some vedic chanting started and everybody was standing waiting for some kind of incantation, groups of professors all flaunting there silky shiny robes entered and in complete silence minus some vedic chanting at the back enterd the hall from different pints and settled into their positions and then the elite group of the Director , chairman and chief guest entered and I thought as if Prof. Dumbledore has entered in with other renown wizards around.
The whole process of vedic chanting, the dresses and the pin drop silence by the people there was giving a mesmerizing effect. For the first time it felt like I am a part of very special place and that I have some responsibility towards this college, this country and towards mankind at large. I will give the details of the event in my next blog..
But on that particular day when we were handed that gown of flashy orange color with a blue hood inverted up side down. I thought is this IIT or some art institute handing us these flashy gowns. In rehersal again they came upon us for 3 hours and forced us to sleep with there boring lectures even though I had a good night sleep the night before, but nothing can stop them from making us go to sleep. Finally the D-day arrived, it was Saturday morning , I left my home early at 7AM (if it would have been a regular seminar I would have bunked it , after all 7AM!!! ) collected my gown , had a hand to hand with other students in crowd to collect my gown and write my name for photo, I must say how technologically advanced we may grow we Indians will always follow our culture and tradition of pushing each other and making a cluster instead of a queue.
So after the little photo session all of us went to our seats, and there the atmosphere was festive, when I saw that massive conovocation room full of students sitting (or jumping) at there places with those (flashy) gowns on them , it was something magical, And the professors incharge were moving around disciplining us in very beautiful robes of silk , looking like some kind of pope, or priest. but with and Indian touch.
It may sound funny but I thought I was standing in Hogwart having some kind of magical ceremony going on (only fire and magical wand was missing ). All students sat in silence and all of a sudden some vedic chanting started and everybody was standing waiting for some kind of incantation, groups of professors all flaunting there silky shiny robes entered and in complete silence minus some vedic chanting at the back enterd the hall from different pints and settled into their positions and then the elite group of the Director , chairman and chief guest entered and I thought as if Prof. Dumbledore has entered in with other renown wizards around.
The whole process of vedic chanting, the dresses and the pin drop silence by the people there was giving a mesmerizing effect. For the first time it felt like I am a part of very special place and that I have some responsibility towards this college, this country and towards mankind at large. I will give the details of the event in my next blog..
Noon period never arrives!!!!!This is 21st Century
Once I was siting with my girlfriend having a pleasure time and out of nowhere she asked me to quit drinking, because its dangerous to health.
I asked , why? She said people get addicted.
I asked, then what happens?
She said then they start rinking more and more and more then there limit?
I asked her, 'Define Limits?'
she cannot give me a perfect definition to satisfy me but my mind kept wandering between the limits (and not limits & continuity of class 12th but in a way I found all of these are related but this is not the time to discuss that aspect), I asked many persons to quench my thirst but nobody was able to solve the mysteri0us waves of thoughts flowing inside my mind. At the end my mind made conclusion that 'There is no Limit', I don't want to be conservative or philosopher but really I believe that that limit is not fix it depends on the person and what he defines his or her limit as. We can keep blabbering about various men and women, girls keep back bitching about other girls, that how they have gone out of limits.
I believe that there are no fix limits, for a man 1 glass of beer can be a limit while for other it may take a whole carat of beer to feel high, while the third can even then stand straight and walk in a line and stay in perfect consciousness and ready to drink more. I came to conclusion that.'Everything is relative'.
Likewise, there is nothing evil in this world, 'everything is relative'. A military person may found a 'Jehadi' an evil person while a jehadi will find a military person standing against his path hence an evil person in his eyes.Look at the example of America,Palestine and creation of Israel. Palestine which was a well established country of muslims was reduced to size of dirt when Israel was forcefully created by America after WW2. Israel believe that they are good while Palestine being a smaller and weak country turned to 'Jehad!!' and 'Gurrilaa war' which was termed as terrorism by rest of the western world. We found that nothing is perfect.
A computer may survive on binary digits , with just 0 & 1 and eveything as White & Black. But my friend this world is full of Grey and as the time is passing white and black are diminishing and a day will come when there will be nothing left in this world but grey shade. But what is this 'GREY'
Wherever we go some shadow follow us, and I am not talking about the shadow due to light made opposite to ourself. But the shadow which comes upfront whenever light of truth falls on it. Nobody in today's world get a noon period, if you stay in the light of truth you will find that today mankind is having all time but noon time, none of us are such that they don't have a shadow attached to it. In todays world it is tough to remain on one side, you may be good for some but you will be bad for others. But people are trying to bring back that noon time which used to be there in this world, it is not an easy task but then it is a very important task. Isn't it!!
I asked , why? She said people get addicted.
I asked, then what happens?
She said then they start rinking more and more and more then there limit?
I asked her, 'Define Limits?'
she cannot give me a perfect definition to satisfy me but my mind kept wandering between the limits (and not limits & continuity of class 12th but in a way I found all of these are related but this is not the time to discuss that aspect), I asked many persons to quench my thirst but nobody was able to solve the mysteri0us waves of thoughts flowing inside my mind. At the end my mind made conclusion that 'There is no Limit', I don't want to be conservative or philosopher but really I believe that that limit is not fix it depends on the person and what he defines his or her limit as. We can keep blabbering about various men and women, girls keep back bitching about other girls, that how they have gone out of limits.
I believe that there are no fix limits, for a man 1 glass of beer can be a limit while for other it may take a whole carat of beer to feel high, while the third can even then stand straight and walk in a line and stay in perfect consciousness and ready to drink more. I came to conclusion that.'Everything is relative'.
Likewise, there is nothing evil in this world, 'everything is relative'. A military person may found a 'Jehadi' an evil person while a jehadi will find a military person standing against his path hence an evil person in his eyes.Look at the example of America,Palestine and creation of Israel. Palestine which was a well established country of muslims was reduced to size of dirt when Israel was forcefully created by America after WW2. Israel believe that they are good while Palestine being a smaller and weak country turned to 'Jehad!!' and 'Gurrilaa war' which was termed as terrorism by rest of the western world. We found that nothing is perfect.
A computer may survive on binary digits , with just 0 & 1 and eveything as White & Black. But my friend this world is full of Grey and as the time is passing white and black are diminishing and a day will come when there will be nothing left in this world but grey shade. But what is this 'GREY'
Wherever we go some shadow follow us, and I am not talking about the shadow due to light made opposite to ourself. But the shadow which comes upfront whenever light of truth falls on it. Nobody in today's world get a noon period, if you stay in the light of truth you will find that today mankind is having all time but noon time, none of us are such that they don't have a shadow attached to it. In todays world it is tough to remain on one side, you may be good for some but you will be bad for others. But people are trying to bring back that noon time which used to be there in this world, it is not an easy task but then it is a very important task. Isn't it!!
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