Friday, October 26, 2007

One hour of the time










Father came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"



"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the Father.



"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"



"That's none of your business. What makes you ask such a thing?" the Father said angrily.
 


"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.



"If you must know, I make 100 rupees an hour."



"Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed.



Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow 50 rupees please?"



The father was furious. "If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."



The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The Father sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? 



After an hour or so, the Father had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that
50 rupees and he really didn't ask for money very often. The Father went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.



"Are you asleep son?" he asked.



"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.



"I've been thinking, may be I was too hard on you earlier," said the Father.



"It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that 50 rupees
you asked for."



"The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy" he yelled.



Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The Father, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the
Father. "Why did you want more money if you already had some? " the father grumbled.



"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.



"Daddy, I have 100 rupees now. Can I buy an hour of your time? so that I can
spend n share some time with you"
 





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Saturday, October 20, 2007

The Golden Moments










Do you remember the day you left
home for learning purpose?
I'm sure that you do. But I'll bet that what you remember even more clearly, were the days in the week before you left. You know...the days you spent getting addresses and phone numbers and trying to figure out how to say good bye to everyone.


Getting prepared for college and hostel life and preparing for new way n
new  outlook of life. 


You get to a new place full of strangers. You meet people who forget you. You forget people you meet. But sometimes, you come across some extraordinarily special people. They have tears to shed too. They left people behind. They're in love with that guy or girl back where they used to live, and they all want someone to talk to.




College n hostel is just about learning how to listen, how to speak n shout, how to
think and presenting mature expression when understands nothing.. Learning who you are, who your friends are, and the type of people you want as friends. 



Learning how to trust your innermost feelings, and how to find those feelings in the first place. It's about learning what's really important to you, and learning what you really don't give a damn about.



Lifetime in hostel n college  is about learning how to tolerate, how to accept, how to like and how to
love n co-exists. Learning how to give as well as you receive, and how to trust that everything will work itself out on it's own (you buy a
Samosas, Wada paws n cold-drinks one night, your roommate will the next night). 



It's about learning that your mom, dad n big brother actually do have the right answers
sometimes. College n hostel is about learning how to treat, tolerate, care n
entertain people as people and
not as stereotypes.  



Learning that a kiss isn't just a kiss, that sometimes it means more, and that sometimes it means less. Learning how to achieve, how to succeed, how to accomplish. 



Sometimes you stay together. Other times you break up. Sometimes you think you've done the wrong thing by coming so far away from home. And sometimes when you start thinking like this, it's time to make a change. So when this happens, you sit down, put 'Sonu nigam' n'brain adams' in the stereo and wonder if you still recall all the faces from your past. If you do, you're doing well. 



It's about learning
how to not come in first place
and still be proud, and about coming in last and learning how to admit that you could have done better. 


Hostel n College
time is about learning that loud parties don't necessarily mean a good time. Learning that loneliness doesn't go away in a crowd, and that sometimes it's okay to be by yourself on a
Saturday or Sunday night. 



It's about learning that your lunchtime crowd doesn't constitute your popularity, and that popularity is all a matter of perspective. It's about learning that boredom is simply laziness of the mind, and that watching
senseless movies is not quality relaxation time. 



College is about learning how to pack a bag, and how to pack a room full of way too much
stuff. It is about finishing roommate's Tiffin / food or sweet before he tastes
it and still enjoys like he ate it all and it feels same when they did same with
me. Hostel is place where I understood many meanings of "TIT FOR TAT"
in very less time.



It is about Learning that
friends like you a whole lot more than they'll ever tell you and that it's your responsibility to make sure your friends know how much you appreciate them.
 



It's about finding faults even if everything is right n fine. It's about learning that doing simply what you're supposed to do isn't enough. You need to put forth twice that much in order to fully grasp whatever it is that's sitting in front of you. It's about learning how to make people smile. 



College n hostel is about learning how to love
friends enough not to stick them in the past, and how to not miss them so much that it keeps you from moving into the future. Learning how to motivate yourself
while feeling blue or down and how to motivate others. 



Hostel n college is about learning 24x7 different ways of living with mischief,
fun, cooperation by knowing ethical n unethical limits and responsibilities.



College is about learning, learning how to live and hostel is about learning how
to care n co-existing along with fighting. 



I do remember the loving
panic when boys packed the bags n ready to leave the hostel and everyone was
emotional while filling the slam-books. 



I also
learnt n experienced while leaving hostel n college that -
"BOYS
DON'T CRY" is a false statement.




Did you
remember the same? I realize n rather sense all above whenever I remember.



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Saturday, September 22, 2007

Little Lalu









God made a magnificent medium i.e. the children to teach us some impact-full lessons in
inexplicable way to keep us on the real-right track............... Read the
interesting conversation in between Little Lalu n the teacher.

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A teacher asks her class, 

"If there are 23 birds sitting on a fence and you shoot one of them, how many will be left?" 


She calls on little LALU.

He replies, "None, they all fly away with the first gun shot" 


The teacher replies, "The correct answer is 22, but I like your thinking." 


Then,  Little LALU says "I have a question for you Miss. 

1. There are three women sitting on a bench having ice cream: One is carefully licking the sides of the triple scoop of ice cream. 


2. The second is gobbling down the top and sucking the cone.

3. The third is biting off the top of the ice cream. 


Miss, Now tell me Which one is married among them? 


The teacher, pausing and beginning to blush, replied "Well, I guess it could be the one that's gobbled down the top and sucked the cone" 


To which Little LALU replied, "The correct answer is the one with the wedding ring on, but I
like your thinking too."


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Apart from the humor, presence of mind, confidence n courage to speak of little Lalu - there are many things in our real n practical life that we don't see as it
is. Sometimes we do misperception, misjudge and at times not even consider the single percent probability. 
We only see what our eyes want to see, How can a life be what we want it to be.

And hence God made a magnificent medium i.e. the children to teach us some impact-full lessons in
inexplicable way to keep us on the real-right track.


Thinking can make the difference


N B Gore