Sunday, October 31, 2010

Finally it happened…

Paul the Octopus is no more… Paul died in sleep, they say, but GOD knows how !

Paul became internationally famous for correctly predicting the winner of each Germany's seven matches at the 2010 World Cup, as well as the final. Paul's selections were designed so that he was presented with two boxes containing food in the form of a mussel, each box marked on the outside with the flag of a national football team in an upcoming match. His choice of which mussel to eat first was taken as indicating his prediction of a win for the country whose flag was on that box.

Isn’t it amazing ? An animal predicting the winner of the foot ball world cup ! Well, former Argentina coach Diego Maradona instead found the Paul as psychic and was glad that he is dead.

Opinion differs !!

Finally it happened…

I never saw my workplace how it looks after 9 pm. This is really crazy that I had to stretch for more than 14 hours without break..! Had a long drive all the way in the night from my office to my sister’s place which is close to some 22 kms. One of the bad days in my career. Stress and politics lead to frustration and feel like walking out of the place.

Finally it happened…

One of my best friends broke up with her boy friend after some 5 break-up & patch-ups in 4 months period. And the reason being, her status on FB was ‘looking for friendship’ (mind it, it was not relationship). Another reason was, he gifted a precious diamond ring and she wore it on a middle finger. I can understand, if she denies wearing on the ring finger, but he took a decision to ditch her bcos she didn’t wear. Instead he could have told her not to wear when she was checking the ring size.

Was wondering, if the relationships are so sensitive, why people get into relationships and if the basic trust doesn’t exist from the day one, how can the so called, LOVE grew so much. !! If the love is so strong and divine, why it breaks up for silly reasons like this.

Finally it happened…

Thought of moving on with life, with what I get. I get what I deserve is a simple logic. Personal or professional life, one has to be strong enough to face challenges and get on with it. May be it sounds like more of a preach, but its true that one comes alone to this world, and goes alone. The more we are attached to the people around us, the more we get hurt.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

How to deal with annoying people

Pests are a reality of life! Here's how you can deal with them.

All of us have encountered annoying people at some point or the other in our lives. Whether it's a clingy friend, irritating co-worker, relatives that we don't like etc. And whether we like it or not, we just can't eliminate them from our lives completely. What we really need to do is, deal with them effectively.

Here are some tips:
Listen: Most conflicts are based on misunderstandings. And misunderstandings require clarifications i.e. spending even more time with someone, you'd rather not be with. Hence, listening will help you avoid having to spend further time with people who annoy you.

Ignoring: Ignoring is a very common strategy used to deal with annoying people, but definitely not the most effective. If someone is bothering you, but you do not wish to get into any argument or unpleasantness, ignoring the person is a reasonably fair option. That way you can safely avoid them without a confrontation.

Being Honest: Sometimes, people just don't seem to understand the hints you've been dropping. That's because he or she might still be under the false impression that you enjoy their company. If a person get too pushy, it is best to be honest with them about how do you feel. But, beware of sounding rude.

Keeping it cool: It's quite natural to want to argue with those who annoy you. However, by doing so, you will lose your cool and other person will still not get your point. During a heated-discussion there is no scope for a logical conversation, as neither party is interested in understanding the other's point of view. A better option is to walk away and resume the conversation only when you are in a better frame of mind.

Monday, September 13, 2010

My blood donation

It was a shock for me when Anil messaged me asking for A+ blood donation as his dad was serious and got admitted in Apollo. God knows how this guy manages to protect 3 families (his own, aunt’s and sister’s) being the only person to earn. His dad was sick since 3 months, with a poor performance of all the parts of his body.

Immediately I called him to check when I can go to donate blood. Pramod and Dileep also agreed to donate blood along with me. I must appreciate my husband Pramod for his open mind though he had issues with Anil sometime back, he came forward to donate blood. The girl in the lab tested my blood and declared that I have a good count of hemoglobin. I was feeling somewhat in the heaven for the fact that my blood is going to save somebody’s life. I feel happier and content this way. This gives me more satisfaction than any treasure in the world. While the lab assistant was extracting my blood, I was thinking someone in the world is going to be my “blood relative” without knowing each other. It’s a feel good factor for me.

I reached home after a while, sent the message to all my friends. But got to know that his dad passed away in that duration when we were in the hospital itself. I felt really bad for Anil, even after so much of effort, he could not save his dad’s life. Uncle’s kidney was failed previous night and that day itself the lungs stopped functioning. Somehow I felt as if I lost somebody in my family itself. It’s painful to see somebody moving away infront of our eyes.

Last time when I spoke to him was during Rashmi’s wedding. He wanted to search for a good guy for me assuming I was not married. On the way back to home after the wedding, I invited Aunty and Uncle to visit my place, but they promised me to make it someother day. The “someother day” never came again. ! Losing husband on the very next day of Gowri festival is horrible to any women, as this is supposed to be the pooja to pray for husband’s long life. I can imagine what Aunty must be going through.

Full day I was feeling low, Pramod took me to watch movie, but my mind was still in Apollo, thinking how we could have saved him. May the soul rest in peace and may god give strength to Anil’s family to bear the loss of uncle’s death.

I have decided to give my blood once in 3 months and to donate all useful parts of my body, so that even after death I can be of help to others.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Silence speaks...only when u stop talking !

I swear I don’t know what made me to think why trees are green ! I know it’s very stupid to think, but why ? Why can’t be blue. Suddenly my science teacher of my school days, Ratnakar Sir, came infront of my eyes with a long stick. I do remember, Chlorophyll gives plants their green colour. But the chlorophyll could be blue also, could be red also. All mads ! The rain has just stopped, the jack fruit tree behind my apartment is looking even more greener. So fresh, pleasing to eyes. But I personally don’t like green, like Mamta does. She is the limit, she used to buy eraser for the drawing class which has only green cover on it. I like white of all, and also sky blue. Sky blue attracts me more in dozens of colours, I don’t even remember how many blue color dress/saree I have. Blue reminds me of sky, the cloud, the clean, the purity, the openness and white reminds me of milky bar I ever liked, the moon, my favourite. Full moon is the best part of my life, I can spend hours together watching the beautiful moon, and listening to the mild romantic music adds on. If Moon was a man, I would have got married to him. I had read somewhere, that if somebody loves somebody, and if they want to convey something to that somebody, they can express the same to moon and moon will pass that message to the other someone who is also watching the moon at that moment. But my question is why do we need moon to pass the message, as you need to wait one day in a month to express something to someone. The technology is so advanced, we can use cell phone, in a second, the message has reached ! Or even just dial and talk. Talk, talk and talk till u collapse.

By the way, all my friends say am very talkative…is that so ?

Geet, the song of my life

She asked me Nth time that are we getting married, honestly I was not annoyded, but I found her cute with that innocent face I ever liked. I pushed the hair which was kissing her forehead n said, “yes honey, we are getting married” She immediately responded, “Okay, am sooo happy..we shall go for shopping, u’ll buy me saree, kangan, mangalsutra, one more saree, and one jamoon ice cream after the shopping…pleaaaase “. I must say, girls are girls, no one can beat them. Shopping is more exciting than the ceremony. I remember my mom, who used to wear kilos of golds and glittering sarees for all the functions, not sure whether it was to show her collections or she used to feel happy with them on.

Geet, my only girl friend, like the Kareena of “Jab we met”, Kajol of “My name is Khan” and Minisha of “Bachna yeh haseeno”. She goes non stop talking, I bet you cant stop her if she wants to say something. I liked her smile the most. She was my junior in the collage. When Theju was explaining how he was caught by his dad while smoking previous night on the balcony of his house, Geet just passed infront of me in the corridor. Something just pulled me…I felt it. She was wearing a pink tshirt on faded blue jean, with matching ear rings, bracelet and white shoes. I don’t think she ever noticed anybody around her, she was just gossipping with her friend, abt Ranbir Kapoor, I guess. That cute smile attracted me towards her like a magnet. She was pushing her short hair back as it was distrubing her a lot.

I wanted to know who is she and which class is she in. Theju was still going on with the next continued story of how his girlfriend pampered him after the scoldings of his dad. I ignored him and started following Geet like am in trance. She didn’t bother much to look at me, she entered the class room with her friends. I cursed myself first time being senior, as I coudnt enter the class. She was in first year of Bcom and me in final year. I just made up my mind to bunk the class this time, just to watch her talking. I never knew she will become a nonstop FM Radio of my life. Yes, she has everything to say, like music, the news, the stories, gossips, movies, etc etc.

Believe me, I didn’t take much time to get along with her. Her nature itself is like that. Like an open book, clean heart and hundrands of “Best Friends” !! One thing I hated in her was her reading habits. She is a book freak, and I hate to read the text book also. I took her to the collage canteen many a times, used to watch when she sips tea, somehow controlled myself to wipe that extra drop on her lipls from my lips. I don’t think she will ever realise I was mad for her from the day I saw her. She looks like an angel for me, only the wings and the magic wand were lacking. !

Just after the first exam, she came running to me when I was standing in a corner waiting for her. That time Theju was almost mad abt his girlfriend and was planning for the wedding. So I was left alone. I was not like Geet. I had very few friends bcos I believe I can accommodate only very few for whom I can be anything and everything. Geet’s best friends list was very big like a checklist of a wedding. I always wondered how she manages everybody equally. Collage, parents, tutions, music class, drama class, library, friends, friends and more friends.

Geet came running to me, I could guess that she has given her best in the exam. I patted her back like I do to my nephew when he comes out with A grade in his class 2. It’s a God gift to her, I guess. I never saw her cribbing about anything, everything looks good, everything feels good, everyone is good for her. Yes, she is blessed with that quality.

Luckily I had only one year to clear the exam and get a degree, otherwise I would have flunked many times running behind Geet and dreaming about her all the time. Needless to say we were in deep love. If I don’t see her a single day, I used to go mad. Forcefully I made friendship with her best friend Mary, just to keep track of Geet when she is not available for me. Thank God, she never realised that, poor girl, she always used to think how good am by heart that I accepted her friend as my friend. Anyways, that’s not important for me. Am sure she would have told Mary how I tried kissing her when she was walking along with me in the dark on the way to her music class.

Days gone, I got a job in HDFC bank as a consultant. Geet also had finished her final year of B.Com, and she wanted to study further. Last week Dad called me to the reading room to discuss something abt his balance sheet. I found that little fishy when he pushed his laptop towards me with few photos open. All girls, beautiful girls in different poses. Mumma screamed from Kitchen..”show him all please..” Yes, they were planning for my wedding. I looked around, Geet appeared on the screen with the same smile, asking me to select her. How I do tell Dad that I have a girl friend and want to get married to her. I caughed gently and tried to open my mouth. Dad was starring at me, I guess, I was looking at the photo frame where Dad and Mumma are holding me togther when I was 2 years old. I’m the only child, so they had high hopes on me. But now I have no other go, I have to tell them that Geet is my girl forever.

I said, “Dad, I want to tell you something, if you don’t mind.”

My Dad is very intelligent and sensitive to others feelings. He called Mumma also as he too found me little weird today. Finally I opened up myself to talk about Geet. Geet is a also a Punjabi girl so I had hope in the corner that they might agree.

Mumma looked at Dad and Dad removed his spects and held my hand. I was shivering lightly as I know something is going to happen now, but don’t know what.

Dad said, “Invite her for tea today, want to meet her before fixing the wedding date. I also need to talk to her parents”

I jumped and hugged my Dad, and thanked God zillion times for blessing me with all I wanted. The rest was all like a dream when my parents met her parents, liked each others family and agreed on a date for the wedding.

As promised, I took my girl for shopping…she will be my wife forever. Yes, I got her Jamoom and Ice cream after the shopping of dozens of sarees, KGs of gold, matching purse, slippers, etc.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Music Therepy - for all the moods

Music is a significant mood-changer and reliever of stress, working on many levels at once. Though everyone has different tastes in music, listening to the music make you feel comfortable, sounds can soothe you, fire your imagination, bring you to the heights of ecstasy or bring you down to the depths of your soul.

Many experts suggest that it is the rhythm of the music or the beat that has the calming effect on us although we may not be very conscious about it. They point out that when we were a baby in our mother's womb, we probably were influenced by the heartbeat of our mother. We respond to the soothing music at later stages in life, perhaps associating it with the safe, relaxing, protective environment provided by our mother.

If your boss, friend, neighbor, or family member is causing you emotional distress, do some research and figure out new ways to deal with people. Otherwise listening to music does wonder to alleviate stress. Playing music in the background while we are working, seemingly unaware of the music itself, has been found to reduce the stress. Music was found to reduce the pain during dental procedures.

Take walks with your favorite music playing on the walkman. Inhale and exhale in tune with the music. Let the music takes you. This is a great stress reliever by combining exercise (brisk walk), imagery and music. Listening to the sounds of nature, such as ocean waves or the calm of a deep forest, can reduce stress. Try taking a 15- to 20-minute walk if you're near the seashore or a quiet patch of woods. If not, you can buy tapes of these sounds in many music stores.

A group of London based physicians has scientifically experimented on different aspects of music therapy. In their views, the shastric ragas could induce healing of all kinds of ailments. music therapy based on classical ragas is being used or advised these days for the treatment of insomnia, migraine, hypertension, chronic headache, anxiety, etc. and empowers the immune system as well as the auto-regulatory healing mechanism of the body.

The empirical studies on therapeutic evaluation of the classical ragas have shown interesting results.

Singing or engrossed listening of Raga Bhairavi has been found to uproot the diseases of kapha dosha e.g. asthma, chronic cold, cough, tuberculosis, some of the sinus and chest related problems etc. Bol radha bol sangam hoga ke nahin – Sangam; Ramiya vasta vaiya - Shri 420; Bhor bhaye panghatpe - Satyam Shivam Sundaram

Raga Asavari is effective in eliminating the impurities of blood and related diseases. Mujhe galese lagalo bahut udas hun main - Aaj aur Kaal; Chale jana nahin naina milake - Badi Bahen

Raga Malhar pacifies anger, excessive mental excitements and mental instability. Ghata ghana ghora ghora – Tansen; Dukhabhare din bite re bhaiya - Mother India

Raga Saurat and raga Jaijaivanti have also been found effective in curing mental disorders and calming the mind. Yeh dilki lagi kam kya hogi - Mugal e Azam; Manmohana bade jhuthe - Seema

Raga Hindola helps sharpening the memory and focussing mental concentration. It has been proved effective in curing liver ailmendts.

Ragas such as Ahirbhairav and Todi are prescribed for those who suffer from hypertension. Tori Jai Jai Kartaar - Baiju Bawra; Mai to ek khvab hun - Himalaya Ki God Me; Khuda e baratara teri jaminpar - Taj Mahal

To control anger and bring down violence within oneself, Carnatic ragas like Punnagavarali, Sahana and so on, come handy.

Stomach-related disorders are said to be cured with some Hindustani ragas such as Deepak (acidity) and Jaunpuri (constipation) and Malkauns or Hindolam (intestinal gas and fever). Simple iterative musical rhythms with low pitched swaras, as in bhajans are capable of relaxation, as observed with the alpha-levels of the brain waves. They may also lead to favourable hormonal changes in the system.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Express Yourself

Finally I selected the unusual way of communicating with a bestest friend as nothing is working out at this moment. Let me clarify one thing first that I don’t have anything to conclude here. Just another way of expressing myself.

Am sure by now you must be wondering why I have stopped talking to you. Did you take sometime to think as what could be wrong “between us” ? No. I got to know this from your reply yday. I too realized that you still remain as a child, who is not bothered about the happening around you.

See friend, I have lot of friends, some are just friends, some are good and few are best friends. You always belonged to the bestest category. But somehow I never understood your priorities in life. I don’t need friends in my happy times like dropping me home, going for a movie, to do masti, outings or even for shopping. I have the whole world with me to do the honor. I need my best friends when I’m in trouble and in the need of a helping hand. It might be a moral or physical support. But I need somebody beside me.

Take a look back, u were never there as my support. Not even as a moral support ever. I know am repeating this sentence, god knows how many times. But this time, I was very very pissed off by your reaction. I was in the deep shit and I needed your help. You didn’t even care to ask me, rather u blindly told me to “ignore”, which is very easy to advice, but to follow. I was suffering for no mistakes of mine, that too the blame was on my character, which is never acceptable for me. If you have a sister, who is facing the same problem, would it be the same reaction for her also ? I know you were also in a bad mood with lot of problems, but that doesn’t mean that u should not even ask a pal what shit is she going through.

If you remember, I fought with one of my friends, just bcos she talked bad abt you infront of me, I argued on your behalf and left talking to her just like that. Why I should do all these? Do I look like problem free person ? My heart cares and cries for my people, I do best for them. We spend time talking abt moon, rain and all bull shits which are of no use practically. U didn’t even feel like telling me that you are there with me, as a pal always. Now u say, that goes without saying, by default, right ? My dear, it is required at times. Am not at all upset with my so called friends (except few), bcos I don’t care for their concern abt me. But you ? We do have a healthy relation much more than just friendship, u agree ? I was always involved in your day-to-day life, issues, health, job, etc etc. Did u ask me to do all these ever ? Am I wrong in expecting a pinch of it when am really in need of u ? Do you think I expect a LOT from you ?

What did u understand when I said, I have to fight alone now ? Didn’t u feel am asking for ur support ? Now the issue has ended with the resignation by making myself bad and rude. That could have been ended, smoothly with ur help. I wanted to use your contacts to take it out from the base. But before I ask, you ended the topic saying nothing can be done, that was a cold reaction which I never expected from a friend like you. Trust me, am deeply hurt.

But anyways, I donno how much it has effected your inner feelings that am not talking to you. But never mind, I can’t hate you also. My feelings for you remain same for ever, but with a wet heart.

That’s all I wanted to communicate to you end of the day, but cudn’t do it orally. As I said I don’t want to conclude anything here. The life goes on as it was, your parents are my parents, your problems are my problems. I still care for you and will be doing in the future as well.

Take your call, and do whatever you want to express yourself.