Brave or Foolish!!!!!

Just take a look at this image.

What do you think who are these guys and what are they doing!!!! What is this packet in their hands???

Let me tell you.

This is the pic of Bomb diffusers in Gujrat(India).These guys are busy diffusing a live bomb.Shocked?????

But thats true.Just think about them , they know they are carrying a live bomb and there is no protection. What if this bomb blasts . I dont know whether these guys are so brave that they dont care or they are just too foolish to consider any protective measures.

In my view cost of a life is much more than a security jacket(suit).

Theory of Relativity

Wait a second!!! This is not the Einstein Theory of relativity (E=mc2).

This is my theory. In my view everything in this universe is relative. If one says he is rich.He is actually saying he is richer than some one else in some or other manner. One is never poor but he is always poorer. If a student is intelligent it means his class mates(Students of same age group) are not as intelligent as he his.

Imagine an era where every one has just one car one house and one job of same salary. Now tell me who is rich. Did you say every one. I think you are relating this scenario with your psychology. You are relating it with your knowledge. You are still thinking that there are people who don't have these amenities. So actually you are comparing.

Now if you can leave your definitions lil away for a while and think about another scenario where people have nothing. They are nomadic. They go places in search of food and live happily after getting it. They can sleep any where night falls. Now you are saying they are poor. I don't agree.I think they are as rich as the people of first scenario.

One is brave. That statement is a comparison. It says rest of his companions are not as brave as he is. If any one can go and join Army and confront with enemies or fight with wild animals there is no question who is brave.

One is Nice. It means rest of the people are actually not as nice as he is.One is a good cook.it means there is a possibility of cooking bad food.

I feel there is no adjective as such .There are only comparisons.One is braver than other or is richer or poorer.And I think this comparison is the motivation of doing things. This is the feeling of comparison which drives one towards betterment.

From child hood we always learn to do better and better and be in a better situation.This is the impetus to go on.

Team Effort won us World Cup 1983

Its been 25 years since we won the world cup in cricket (25th June 1983).
Really appreciate the BCCI for felicitating and honouring the heroes.For the first time I got a chance to see all of them together in a team.(As I was just two when they played :) )

They were sharing the memories and precious moments of their life. While watching them I realised how good they gel as a team.Each of them were showering the praises for their team partners and captain (Kapil Dev). Then the captain Kapil Dev made a speech and praised each one of his scouts. His speech showed how well acknowledged he was with the abilities of each member.

There could be a little bit rivalry between little master(Sunil Gvaskar) and Kapil Paaji. But no one was leaving behind to sing about others accomplishments. After hearing them about their feelings and intuitions at that time,I felt how these players had huge respect for their team members. They had confidence in each other and their captain. The captain had a full faith in his squad. He was so motivating.Also as we all know he is so simple and down to earth.Just imagine how good the dressing room would be with their high spirits.

I felt a particular kind of dedication in each one of them. A true sports man spirit was there. No one had any attitude.I was thinking about that time when there was not much money involved.Cricketers used to play for their country and for the love of game.There was not much hype not much advertisements.

There was not a good past record of Indian Cricket. But I think, it was the real team spirit and bonding between players which won us the prestigious World Cup. It does not matter how good and world class players we have in the team. What matters is how nicely these players cover for each other. How they cover for others weaknesses and enhance their strengths. IPL winner Rajesthan Royals is an another evidence of team winning over Stars.When one learns to keep the game and team over personal interests no one can stop him/her from winning any game.

Watch the players @

http://www.cricketnext.com/videos/32374/1983-champions-recall-magic-moments.html

Kapil Dev's sppech

http://www.cricketnext.com/videos/32320/watch-kapil-heaps-praise-on-83-teammates.html

Why Do People.......

Why do people blog:

1) Because gone are the days when you had enough time to hang out with friends. To express your views, to listen to others.Now people sitting next to each other prefer to hook to their computer than indulging in any argument.Any thing which is not required is considered as 'interfernce'.Thanks to BPOs and IT/ITes people hardly have common time to share their thoughts. Either coz of odd work hours or coz of frequent travel.

2)While blogging people are able to express them selves in a better way. Genuinely people are more comfortable while writng than speaking. Not everone is a blessed orator.

3) People get their own time to express their views without fear of confrontation with any one in the middle.

4) The most important point the audience is huge.After all your thoughts are on www(world wide web)

I was wondering Why am I writing on blog.....My reason is simple I am sitting alone in my apartment with no one to talk to and I could not find any other better time pass.

So thought of boring you guys when you are in the same boat.Hopefully it helped you in killing few moments, while you have nothing in hand to do than staring at your System :p

Jai Mata D

Specially for Navratras



This is a beautiful collection of all adayas of durga stuti.

Keep listening.

Jai Mata D

Myth About Punjabis

Main ik Punjab di Kudhi ! Te mera naa ha ..................... Wait a second What did you think? My name is some XYZ Kaur? No. I am Neeru Gupta and I am a Punjabi. I am a proud Punjabi.
Yep, I get the same impression whenever I tell some one my name and my place. People all through world think that all Punjabis are Sikhs and have their last name either Kaur (for gals) or Singh (For Guys). But actually it is not the case.
There is no doubt that Punjab is the land of Ten Gurus. Main religion is Sikhism. Almost everyone is aware of this. But how many people know about ‘Sikhism’. What it actually means? How did it originate?

Sikhism was actually founded by Tenth and last Guru, Guru Gobind Singh Ji in 1699 AD. So who are the rest of nine Gurus. What religion they followed?
All of them were originally Hindus. Sikhism was not started as separate religion but it was originated for a purpose. It was the time of Mugal emperors Aurganjeb. He was forcing people to convert  Islam. At that time Guru Teg Bahadur ji (Father of Guru Gobind Singh ji) was fighting against the evil. After his 'shahidhi' Guru Gobind Singh ji was chosen as new Guru.

Guru Gobind Singh ji was fighting against the Mugals. He built his army. He asked his people to send one of their son to army. These army men were called ‘Singh' (The Lion). This way Guru ji started building the army. Over a period of time it became difficult to differentiate between 'Singhs' and 'Mugal' army men. Many of the ‘Sikhs’ were getting killed by mistake by their own men. To recognize 'Sikhs' Guru ji founded Khalsa panth. He asked his ‘Shers’(Lions) to keep 'kais' long hair and wear 'paghdhi' (turbon) . It made the identification easier. He asked them to keep 'kirpaan' (sword ) with themselves all the time. This was a sign of being ready to attack the enemy any time. He asked them to wear kadha, kangi (comb) and kacha. Then they took oath to serve their nation and fight against evil. Till now sikhs follow these customs. This is called 'Amrit Chhakna' (Baptism) .
So this was how Sikhism was originated. This tradition of sending one son to army continued for long time and then their next families started following it as religion. Over a period of time it became a different religion. A religion in which wearing turban became a symbol. People forgot the purpose.

This is the story of origin of a beautiful religion. A religion which was originated for the purpose of service. Till date Sikhs and people of Punjab have fought bravely in every war. War against terrorism or war against cross border enemies. I am so proud to be a part of this Land. I am proud to the sikhs and proud to be a Punjabi.

Kya tumhe yaad ha....

An old forward but good one.........................................

When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket ...

When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhepan-chhepai and pitthoo anytime ...

When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai jindagi'...

When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling ...

When there was just one TV in every five houses and

When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if papas will get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle ...

When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except forthe 'yeh jo hai jindagi' day ...

When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them...

When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while slapping/beating us...

When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudari and billu were our heroes ...

When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ...

When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us...

When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...

When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work ...

When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family'....

When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaj ki kishtis'...

When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening...

When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise machli wale stamps at home...

When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and papa' type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing...

When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents ....

the list can be endless...

on the serious note I would like to summarise with ...

When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding'...

When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily ...

When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future ...

When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak...

When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean getting vulnerable to the listener ...

When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of greys ...

When journeys also were important and not just the destinations ...

When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows ...

I really miss ... do u ?