Reaping the fruits today, of the seeds sown yesterday

When I used to be in school, as every child does, I hated studying too. Studying used to consume my play time, my TV watching time. And the also the most irritating part was painting classes and the extracurricular activity participation when mom used to force us to by heart the Sanskrit shlokas, Hindi and English recitations, paintings practice and essay writings and what not in the name of extracurricular? !!!!!!!! Amma papa always used to say, “aaj mehnat kiya to you will be happy tomorrow and if you enjoy today, you will slog lifelong”

We (me, Lavanya and students and teachers from other schools) were sitting at the coast guard office and painting .The theme was the coast guard saving people in the coast. Before the competition had begun, I still remember a senior officer asking all students there what you want to become. A girl answered, I want to become a software engineer, a boy said I want to join army, Lavanya as ever confidently said “I want to become a journalist”, I didn’t know what to say, so I also said I want to become a software engineer, just knowing it has got something to do with computers and imagined sitting in front of the system and typing something, smiling happily. And as we were talking to the officials there, they asked which school are you from, and the moment we said DTEA. There was a loud noise in the office,” where is Manish? Where is Manish??Call Pathak yaar??”Soon a young smart handsome person entered the arena and his officer treated him saying “meet the students from your school”, and then he talked to us about his teachers and the school during his time , unluckily the conversation didn’t last long, as he had passed the school long time back and the teachers he was talking about had retired. Then the competition took place and we made exactly what mom had taught us, during the practice at home and when the results were being announced, third prize to Lavanya, it wasn’t she who was happy but Manish bhaiya who was filled with pride that his school has won the award. Since then my perception about painting and extracurricular changed and I did it happily, as I understood it was not merely the activity but a means of knowing and interacting with people, gaining knowledge from different parts of the world. From this competition I knew what a software engineer does, I decided my goals of life that day and what I wanted to study in life, and decided to do my MBA-although I only decided and still hated studying. This event took place in 2001, January month on the coast guard day.


The day had come, the captain handling five other people in the ground (the game is not at all known in India-ball badminton) but to represent Delhi was a big thing for me! That was instance where I started to focus on games, and was a part of national event. We had practiced for a short span of time, but Krishnan sir had convinced amma papa that we can go for national game, we reached the place. Played the matches, one after the other match we lost badly. In that unknown game when I saw the terrific competition I decided, I am made for studying as god has given me the power of intellect. Sitting at home and studying , cozy cozy inside the rajai or in the AC thanda thanda (thanks to our parents that they provided us with all such facilities) was far easier rather than focusing on games or playing in hot sun or in the chilly winter getting up early in the morning and practicing. This event took place in 2002, January month.


Then was the year of boards, we both studied day and night, I am proud that we were called nerd, burnt the midnight oil and prepared for the exams. And I still remember the day we both were sitting at home, amma papa had been to office, and we both took a nap of 15 minutes and got up and when mom returned home we both said “sorry ma we slept for 15 minutes while studying”. This event took place in 2003, December month. When the results had come in 2003, May, it was according to what we deserved. Sorry don’t want to boast about, all I can say is it was good, in fact very good is all what I can say.

Then we pursued higher studies, seeing all ups and downs in life, which was a part and parcel of it. And then yesterday 2010, December, I was at Wipro Chennai, Dancing in the DJ night of my office, living our life to the fullest, enjoying life. And then when I was travelling back home, completely exhausted, I was reminded of amma appa’s words which they used to say “aaj mehnat kiya to you will be happy tomorrow and if you enjoy today, you will slog lifelong”.we are Reaping the fruits today, of the seeds that were sown yesterday.


Today 31st December, I am sitting in the corporate office (because of the portfolio I carry in my interviews, of the extracurricular activities and the academic record certificates), in front of the system, typing something, happily smiling as I had imagined myself once, after having completed my MBA. My parents who are full of pride for their children and see the same happiness which I once saw in Manish Bhaiya and the same Pride which he had for his school to have won the competition .and thanks to Krishnan sir to have taken us for that national event, which brought the realization at the right time.

I lost the game but won the game of life.

Learning’s from my life

·If you ask a person not to do something, they are sure to do it.
·If you tell your friend that’s my enemy, the friend will become enemy’s friend
·If you have an option, you would always think about the second, later realizing the first was better
·Its better to do head on collision with fear than to be scared about doing things
·Its better to accept the mistake and be relieved than not to admit and remain stressed
·When you aren’t comfortable at the first go, never think things will get better with time, it is sure to get worse
·Attitude please! Simplicity is considered foolish
·A person succeeds in life only after he fails in love
·A challenge can make your life or ruin your life (I fall in the first category)
·Guys never mean what they say, because they themselves don’t understand what they say
·Real life can never be like reel life! (Thought life would be like alaipayuthey and landed in Chennai)
·Guys cant understand words, so slap them and say “you are wrong”
·If other’s are jealous of you, be sure that you are on the right path and you are successful (courtesy-lavi’s friend)
·Its very easy to break the things, but difficult to make the things
·Silence between two people will not bring them near, rather take them so far that things can never be reverted back, so please say things, I cant imagine what you mean
·You greatest friend today will be your enemy tomorrow.
·Parent’s love can never be equated to any other people! (Applicable only to emotional person, not for an insensitive, I again fall in first category)
·If you have the capability, you have it! If you don’t have, you can never get it
·If you hit the wall, it will hurt you, not the wall
·I have not given you the right to hurt me or my family, if you do, you will be hurt more than me (us)
·Hard work is the key to success, smart workers think they are smart, but soon they are proved wrong.
·There is never a short cut to success
·I have the power to make my own destiny
·If you think you will sit and you can change your destiny, you actually are, by making your life worse, which other way would have been good.
·I always regret for what I have done, only in short run, in long run, I laugh at my regrets, if you don’t you aren’t a human
·Should keep the professional and personal life as two different things!
·Your weakness is your strength, and your strength is your weakness, one tends to become overconfident while displaying the strengths
·If I can adjust according to you, I can adjust not according to you!Beware!:-)

Analysis of a painting

Hhmm…
I guess I can write a blog on every topic of the book Thanks for the Memories!
But I choose to write on the best ones! The earlier one was the emergency number and this one on the analysis of a painting


Justin- the lead of the book describes a painting in which a lady writes a letter with a smiling face and he interprets that the lady must be writing a letter to her lover.

And as usual I was taken away by my thoughts. As the technology has developed, no longer remains the concept of letter, so no longer the smiles on the faces of the writer. No however things have been changed, yet the messages are conveyed even today! The smile was not because of the letter she was writing, but the fact that she was writing to her lover.

So according to today’s generation a lady smiles while typing the message on the mobile, writing a mail is concept which has replaced letters but no longer today’s generation have the time to write mails like it used to happen! But I wonder even if we have the time to write the mails, will that passion which would be expressed in the handwriting of a person seen? The love that would be transmitted by the handwriting no longer can exist.
Ohk without deviating from the topic, lets talk about smile, or conveying the message (its one and the same), talking to the person, which was next to impossible! The world may think the person is mad while they speak but the one who talks have the smile on the face. This explores another facet, earlier we smiled only when we conveyed the message, now also when we receive the message!

Being a painter and a writer, I am wrong to call myself both as I no longer do the first one at all, and neither can I call myself a writer with the blogs that I write that are only for me, however assuming I have a bit of knowledge of the both I am wondering can I portray myself when I am smiling, as I closed my eyes with this thought, I was smiling while writing a blog! Am I conveying the message? To whom? Not surely to the one whom the lady in the painting did!

But I can say I am smiling for the passion with which I am exploring my thoughts. So here I am again wondering was she smiling because of the passion with which she was writing the letter or because she was writing to her lover, or because of the thought that she is conveying the message?

Only the one who has written a letter to the loved one can explain me this fact of smiling while conveying the message!J


Note: Changed the front as that is the handwriting which I can change using the technology, trying to express my passion while conveying the message

Emergency number

I wanted to talk to some one. Was flipping the numbers in my phone was trying to think when was the last time I was trying to do this? May be a year back? Nahh!!!!!

I am reading the novel of Cecelia Ahern which talks about dialing an emergency number which everyone would remember by heart that at any worst circumstances of ones life.
Looking back I want you all to get into a thought process of what’s your emergency number was/is?

For me it was always dad who was my emergency number, car kharab-that emergency number, School declared a holiday all of a sudden-dad’s number was my emergency number, I am late for college-my emergency number! Besides all this, there was day when I wanted to call someone when dad was in hospital, I wanted another emergency number to call, it was 1 or rather 2 at night, I was all alone, pa was rushed to hospital, in hospital neither ma’s number nor was lavi’s number reachable! It was then first time in my life I flipped my phone, wondering whom should I call?
Relatives? No one was in Delhi to come immediately rather they will all be stressed out thinking what has happened!
Neighbors? No what will they do?
Friends? Yes friends I can call…though they may not reach immediately, may be they will, but at least if things get worse they will, I knew.

I flipped my phone again which number should I dial? And then I had got my emergency number.
All I did was called and started crying, as I would have never done before in my life.
The person freaked out without understanding what has happened? But didn’t say a word and let me cry and say what I wanted to, but I am sure that understanding of what I was saying was impossible because of two reasons, one I was crying and speaking, second it was 2 at night. And next day was his exam, but that never was my concern, and he spoke for next two hours and then on my request started calling my parents, which I also started doing. And ironically it wasn’t me but he who got my sis line first and said call Sharanya now, and I realized by that time all had reached home, I over heard the voice at door, my mom’s, then sis and then when I heard my dad’s voice! I was relieved! All three are back, without even asking them what happened at hospital, I knew now every one is home and fine, and slept off…without realizing that the emergency number was still awaiting for me to call back and say thank you everything is fine!

Exams were over and it was afternoon that I realized that I had forgotten because my old emergency number was active, I had forgotten to even bother about the new one!!!!!!
From that day onwards I knew I had two emergency numbers. Nuisance emergencies were to him, and necessary ones to pa. Things were going on well, but things had to change.

And after a recent incident, I again realized everyone has their own lives to worry about and the emergency number has to be updated as and when life moves on, according to situation, but I have the brain to understand that, but how do I explain that to my phone?
Whenever I pick the phone it starts dialing the same two emergency numbers! One will remain forever but other I don’t know, if at all the other number would even ring if I dial?

So keep updating your emergency number and a personal suggestions is you always should have 2 emergency numbers!!!!!!:-)
And make sure after reading this, you are giving a call to both your emergency number and say thank you for always being with you when u want them!:-)