We wake up in d morning & start doing things mechanically as if we r robots. The same schedule is repeated everyday. Our consciousness is almost lyk robots who r meant to work but in a fixed format. Humans do have some format, the same daily boring life.
Some great thinkers say "You should be conscious to everything that happens around you. You should be conscious when you work for hours, when you study and even when your teachers are scolding you, Consciousness is what counts"
An average person is 2% alert and 98% insensitive of his/her surroundings. This is because we are afraid of a lot of thing around us, which should not be there. The basic solution to the insensitivity is to enjoy every sound. You may dislike the sound of the traffic or barking dogs but you should find some enjoyment in it. If you do so, even dogs barking would put music to your ears..lolz!!
You should open up & listen to everything. If you don’t listen attentively, the music would become a noise. If you are sensitive, then even if a dog barks, you would take it as a Sermon, else a Sermon would be like a dog barking( Sermon means religious discourse delivered as part of a church service.It's often a lengthy and tedious speech of disapproval or encouragement). This is what insensitivity does.
When we are eating an apple, remember to be grateful to d tree. It has done something for you dat you cannot do on your own.
Be grateful to the sun- you are eating the sun, you are eating energy. Taste it, smell it, touch it, be sensitive to it, be open to it and you will find the window opening in you. In taking bath, be open to it. Eighty percent of your body is water – be thankful, enjoy this shower, this water falling on you. Let the water inside you be thrilled....!!
In life, you are always filled with choices. You may opt to have a pessimist’s
view and live a self-defeated life or you may decide to take the optimist’s route
and take a challenging and fulfilling life...So, always be ready to experience something new & exciting in your Life, enjoy every moment that passes by...!!!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Monday, December 28, 2009
Experience: The guiding light of our lives
IN THIS age of machine, one runs for wealth, for work to sustain life and to live with pride. Within such a lifestyle, one has no time to pause and ponder on what he has gained or lost. Today’s hectic schedule has made one forget what he lives for? Is it the pride or the money? Whatever the answer is, one thing is for sure, no one can deny that what he learns from experience cannot be measured with money or wealth.
Experience is one of its kinds. Nobody can overlook what he experiences in his life. An experience can be good or bad. A good experience teaches us a lot but we learn lot more from the ones which are bad. The art of life is to learn from the bad experiences. Usually the bad experiences are considered to be the lanterns to light one’s life. We should always learn good lessons from our experiences.
At any stage of life, whether it’s during childhood, at school, college or office; we experience one or the other kind of experiences. When in childhood, a child begins to ride his bicycle he falters and falls, but he gets up, repeats his attempts and moves on. He does this till he experiences the different ways, which could make him fall.
What I learnt from my personal experience was that I thought being in college life is easy and smooth. With dreams full of faith to be a Chartered Accountant, I walked the college gates with pride. I thought life to be as simple as in school. I made friends with everybody. During the first year, I had good rapport with each and everyone. But then I saw a dramatic fall which I could have never imagined. Life took a complete U-Turn & I found myself left-alone. I kept on thinking where I went wrong but I wasn’t able to figure out an easy solution for it. Many more Failures followed after that, Personal as well as Academic.
But now, sooner r later, I have realized what my parents had taught me since childhood. There is nobody who is born for you except your parents.
Not a single person would experience your loss, as your parents would do!
Today, I see the real colors of those people who used sugar quoted words and swore to be my friends in bad times. Now, I see a lot of politics around me. I being simple and innocent was naive to understand the crooked ways of this world and I often ask myself why I am like this? Why am I not as smart as others? Why don’t I take advantage of half an opportunity and grab it like others, forgetting all friendships?
But now after thinking for long and analyzing, I think these are what we call challenges in life. These are the experiences from which we learn. Being with the same people, talking and laughing, I have my mind working for me. Now, I want to be all the more better as a person than just being a good Chartered Accountant...!!!!
Experience is one of its kinds. Nobody can overlook what he experiences in his life. An experience can be good or bad. A good experience teaches us a lot but we learn lot more from the ones which are bad. The art of life is to learn from the bad experiences. Usually the bad experiences are considered to be the lanterns to light one’s life. We should always learn good lessons from our experiences.
At any stage of life, whether it’s during childhood, at school, college or office; we experience one or the other kind of experiences. When in childhood, a child begins to ride his bicycle he falters and falls, but he gets up, repeats his attempts and moves on. He does this till he experiences the different ways, which could make him fall.
What I learnt from my personal experience was that I thought being in college life is easy and smooth. With dreams full of faith to be a Chartered Accountant, I walked the college gates with pride. I thought life to be as simple as in school. I made friends with everybody. During the first year, I had good rapport with each and everyone. But then I saw a dramatic fall which I could have never imagined. Life took a complete U-Turn & I found myself left-alone. I kept on thinking where I went wrong but I wasn’t able to figure out an easy solution for it. Many more Failures followed after that, Personal as well as Academic.
But now, sooner r later, I have realized what my parents had taught me since childhood. There is nobody who is born for you except your parents.
Not a single person would experience your loss, as your parents would do!
Today, I see the real colors of those people who used sugar quoted words and swore to be my friends in bad times. Now, I see a lot of politics around me. I being simple and innocent was naive to understand the crooked ways of this world and I often ask myself why I am like this? Why am I not as smart as others? Why don’t I take advantage of half an opportunity and grab it like others, forgetting all friendships?
But now after thinking for long and analyzing, I think these are what we call challenges in life. These are the experiences from which we learn. Being with the same people, talking and laughing, I have my mind working for me. Now, I want to be all the more better as a person than just being a good Chartered Accountant...!!!!
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Some Fights Do Matter
Relationships are a set of beautiful feelings linked naturally with one another. As a potter frames beautiful pot from clay, god moulds people into beautiful relationships. But every person values such a relation in his own way. Some waste and some utilize this beautiful feeling.
One side of a coin is so pure but the other is really the opposite. Beautiful relationships, love, friendships, do sometimes get filled with anguish, hatred, jealousy. And as soon as this happens, lives of the people involved really do change.
When a person takes birth, god starts socializing him/her. He goes to school makes friends, college starts and some more friends add on. Then, he/she gets married makes new relations live with them and fades away.
But one has to live with love and harmony with the people he/she socializes with. Friendship is a beautiful feeling but when small fights intervene, beautiful feelings appear as worse as ever.
Fights are the major part of our life. At every stage of life we live, there are one or more misunderstandings and so a fight remains a solution.
Such is the game of life that a person comes to your life, touches every bit of it, becomes your friend, but suddenly because of some petty issue everything seems to be a dream. All the days you spent with your friend, every bit of sharing, back bitching of others, mean so indifferent after you fight. “A FIGHT” makes it all go up in the air, like nothing happened when you were friends. You start ignoring, pass sarcastic comments, your eyes show you want to talk but you shut your eyes to reality. You miss your friend and want to talk to him/her but your ego intervenes.
The situation worsens when in a lifetime you make just one friend and that too is lost due to some misunderstanding. You share a beautiful relation with him/her but a fight makes the relation look as awful as ever. You get so egoist that you can’t bow down to your ego and ask for the same friendship.
You know you miss it but you don’t want to take the first step. You know a part of your life is missing and that too without it the puzzle of your life won’t solve, but still you decide to live on. Wherever you go, whatever you do seems related to the same person friendship, you left behind because of your own created reasons, but you don’t want to resolve. Every time you miss it, you explain it to your heart that its not the only thing you live upto. You try to live on, go on.
But, a day comes when you come to hear that your true friendship is no more, your friend is no more. You break apart, your ego breaks apart. You run to him/her the body of your friend, sit and cry, open your mouth to say something or everything that you wanted to say all the years. You want to say it what all you felt all the way, how did you live without him/her, but there is no one to hear. You loose your friend because of your self esteem, you loose him/her because of your ego, you loose him/her because of the small fight. You cry because some fights do matter.
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