If you want something you never had,
do something you have never done.
Don't go the way life takes you.
Take life the way you go.
And remember you are born to live and
Not living because you are born.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
जिथे मी जातो तिथे तू दिसते
हवा ती तुझा सुगंध पसरावते
मनात तू माझ्या ध्यानात तू
चारी दिशाना ते तूची तूची
वेडा वेडा झालो मी प्रेमात तुझ्या
तेरे पीछे आये जो भी
तेरे आगे आये जो भी
प्यार से जो लेगा तेरा नाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
जिसके तू नज़र में आये
जो तुझे नज़र लगाये
कर दू उसको में तेरा गुलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
मेरी हैं तू तो मेरी हैं
तू मेरा सपना
चुराए मेरा सपना जो
बोलूँगा में उसको साले आआआ
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
माझ्या तू जीवलगा तू
माझ्या तू पाखरा तू
स्वर्गाची अप्सरा तू
तू स्वप्नसुंदरी मोहिनी कामिनी तू
मेरे सिवा तुझको जो देखे लगता बुरा
एक दिन में दुनिया से तुझको ही लूँगा चुरा
आके फ़रिश्ते भी तुझसे मिले तो जलु
सुबहों को शामों को रातों को में ही मिलु
तेरे मेरे प्यार से जो जल रहा हो जान ले
दे रहा हूँ में उसे पैगाम
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
जिसके तू नज़र में आये
जो तुझे नज़र लगाये
कर दू उसको में तेरा गुलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
मी प्रेमात तुझ्या वेडा
होऊ शकत नाही कोणी तुझा
तुझ्या साठी मी माझ्या साठी तू
इतरांच्या नानाची टांग
जिथे मी जातो तिथे तू दिसते
हवा ती तुझा सुगंध पसरावते
मनात तू माझ्या ध्यानात तू
चारी दिशाना ते तूची तूची
माझ्या तू जीवलगा
माझ्या तू पाखरा
स्वर्गाची अप्सरा
तू स्वप्नसुंदरी मोहिनी कामिनी
छूंके हवायें क्यों गुजरी तुझको भला
तखते हुआ तुझको क्यों हैं ये सूरज ढला
इनको भी तुझसे मोहब्बत हुई जो कही
हो जाएगी इनसे भी फिर मेरी दुश्मनी
तू तो हैं पसंद मेरी
चाहते करे जो तेरी प्यार के जो भेजेगा सलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
जिसके तू नज़र में आये
जो तुझे नज़र लगाये
कर दू उसको में तेरा गुलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
मेरी हैं तू तो मेरी हैं
तू मेरा सपना
चुराए मेरा सपना जो
बोलूँगा में उसको साले आआआ
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
हवा ती तुझा सुगंध पसरावते
मनात तू माझ्या ध्यानात तू
चारी दिशाना ते तूची तूची
वेडा वेडा झालो मी प्रेमात तुझ्या
तेरे पीछे आये जो भी
तेरे आगे आये जो भी
प्यार से जो लेगा तेरा नाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
जिसके तू नज़र में आये
जो तुझे नज़र लगाये
कर दू उसको में तेरा गुलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
मेरी हैं तू तो मेरी हैं
तू मेरा सपना
चुराए मेरा सपना जो
बोलूँगा में उसको साले आआआ
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
माझ्या तू जीवलगा तू
माझ्या तू पाखरा तू
स्वर्गाची अप्सरा तू
तू स्वप्नसुंदरी मोहिनी कामिनी तू
मेरे सिवा तुझको जो देखे लगता बुरा
एक दिन में दुनिया से तुझको ही लूँगा चुरा
आके फ़रिश्ते भी तुझसे मिले तो जलु
सुबहों को शामों को रातों को में ही मिलु
तेरे मेरे प्यार से जो जल रहा हो जान ले
दे रहा हूँ में उसे पैगाम
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
जिसके तू नज़र में आये
जो तुझे नज़र लगाये
कर दू उसको में तेरा गुलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
मी प्रेमात तुझ्या वेडा
होऊ शकत नाही कोणी तुझा
तुझ्या साठी मी माझ्या साठी तू
इतरांच्या नानाची टांग
जिथे मी जातो तिथे तू दिसते
हवा ती तुझा सुगंध पसरावते
मनात तू माझ्या ध्यानात तू
चारी दिशाना ते तूची तूची
माझ्या तू जीवलगा
माझ्या तू पाखरा
स्वर्गाची अप्सरा
तू स्वप्नसुंदरी मोहिनी कामिनी
छूंके हवायें क्यों गुजरी तुझको भला
तखते हुआ तुझको क्यों हैं ये सूरज ढला
इनको भी तुझसे मोहब्बत हुई जो कही
हो जाएगी इनसे भी फिर मेरी दुश्मनी
तू तो हैं पसंद मेरी
चाहते करे जो तेरी प्यार के जो भेजेगा सलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
जिसके तू नज़र में आये
जो तुझे नज़र लगाये
कर दू उसको में तेरा गुलाम
त्याच्या नानाची टांग
मेरी हैं तू तो मेरी हैं
तू मेरा सपना
चुराए मेरा सपना जो
बोलूँगा में उसको साले आआआ
तुझ्या नानाची टांग
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Spectacular
nice!!!
Gilly gul!!
team work...
harmony among players
athlete....
nice act !!!
cooool goggles
when is the flight back home!!!
Monday, April 26, 2010
Pathetic Performance
Pathetic decision of playing Duminy on a spin track, pathetic bowling in last 10 overs conceding more than 100 runs, pathetic fielding to drop Raina twice, pathetic decision to send bhajji ahead of Rayudu and then Duminey ahead of Pollard with only 30 balls left...pathetic.. pathetic.. and pathetic.. The side which really ruled the third edition of the IPL showed really dismal performance last night.
Despite knowing the pitch will be on slower side and will give spinners a upper hand, why the hell Mumbai did not play Jayasurya, who is not only a good spin batsman but also a handy spinner. This and many more questions are haunting every Mumbai fan, who wished Sachin lift the IPL trophy. But in the end they put up very disappointing show including the best captain of the season.
Agreed Sachin showed lot of character playing despite his hand injury, but in the end couple of wrong decisions cost us the match. You can not afford to take chances in a crucial encounter with bluffs like Duminey and Bhajji at no 4.
It hurts even more when a lot of people say the match was fixed. I cannot buy that idea for just one reason, Sachin Tendulkar. I can never question this man's integrity but I must say it was his bad shot and decisions that cost the Mumbai Indians IPL trophy this year. And we don't know if IPL will return next year!!!
Despite knowing the pitch will be on slower side and will give spinners a upper hand, why the hell Mumbai did not play Jayasurya, who is not only a good spin batsman but also a handy spinner. This and many more questions are haunting every Mumbai fan, who wished Sachin lift the IPL trophy. But in the end they put up very disappointing show including the best captain of the season.Agreed Sachin showed lot of character playing despite his hand injury, but in the end couple of wrong decisions cost us the match. You can not afford to take chances in a crucial encounter with bluffs like Duminey and Bhajji at no 4.
It hurts even more when a lot of people say the match was fixed. I cannot buy that idea for just one reason, Sachin Tendulkar. I can never question this man's integrity but I must say it was his bad shot and decisions that cost the Mumbai Indians IPL trophy this year. And we don't know if IPL will return next year!!!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Do you Hate Someone?
A Nice story with a good moral. Please go through.
A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game.
The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes.
Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates,
So the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.
So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week.
Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended....
The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?". The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.
Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime???"
Moral of the story: Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry sins for a lifetime. Forgiving others is the best attitude to take!
A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game.
The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes.
Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates,
So the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.
So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week.
Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended....
The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?". The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.
Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime???"
Moral of the story: Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry sins for a lifetime. Forgiving others is the best attitude to take!
Monday, March 1, 2010
Sunday feast
Today is Holi.. one of the auspicious Hindu festivals..(feeling sad though.. should have fallen on a working day, could have got a chutii :-) let it be.. today went to meet a friend, Nitiraj. who was our roommate once and now is married.. He called us (Me and Nilesh, my other roommate) for lunch and as is it Holi, his wife prepared delicious Puranpolis. I must say, I was never so full in my life.. the lunch was simple,only puranpoli and aamti but was awesome.. Thanks Nitiraj and Vahini..
Lunch was awesome so the dessert was even better!! It was Black Cats hosting OZ at Napier in a T20. I always enjoy watching this rivalry.. whenever these two teams meet, it a thrilling, nail biting experience. So was today.. batting first NZ put together 214, thanks to powerful smashing by Brendon. This guy hits ball like anything, sent couple of them to second stand and over the keepers head to sixes.. a scintillating innings.. but then its Aussies who never give up.. started to chase the mammoth score. Haddin gave a good start and Clark supported well but it was White who almost clinched victory for OZ. But all credit goes to Southee who bowled simply brilliant spell towards end to ensure thrill prevails and it was a tie. It was all in the Super over where Southee bowled superbly conceding only 6 runs. NZ clinching a victory.. T20 cricket is truly thrilling!!!
It was only icing on the cake when India beat rival Pakistan in hockey world cup.... awesome.. phir dil diya hockey ko!!!
what more can one expected??? simple superb day...
Well I am very Full Now!!!! Bye good night..going to bed aaaaaaahahahaahahaha
Lunch was awesome so the dessert was even better!! It was Black Cats hosting OZ at Napier in a T20. I always enjoy watching this rivalry.. whenever these two teams meet, it a thrilling, nail biting experience. So was today.. batting first NZ put together 214, thanks to powerful smashing by Brendon. This guy hits ball like anything, sent couple of them to second stand and over the keepers head to sixes.. a scintillating innings.. but then its Aussies who never give up.. started to chase the mammoth score. Haddin gave a good start and Clark supported well but it was White who almost clinched victory for OZ. But all credit goes to Southee who bowled simply brilliant spell towards end to ensure thrill prevails and it was a tie. It was all in the Super over where Southee bowled superbly conceding only 6 runs. NZ clinching a victory.. T20 cricket is truly thrilling!!!
It was only icing on the cake when India beat rival Pakistan in hockey world cup.... awesome.. phir dil diya hockey ko!!!
what more can one expected??? simple superb day...
Well I am very Full Now!!!! Bye good night..going to bed aaaaaaahahahaahahaha
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Believe me this is my office !!!!
Sachin very near to world record....
He gets it there..!!!!
Sachin on 198....
Sachin on 199...
oh God!!! somebody get this Dhoni out..!!!!
and came the moment everybody was waiting....
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Had Don Brandman alive today.. this picture would have been different!!
(picture taken at chinnaswami stadium cricket gallery)
Monday, January 25, 2010
Three of the best stories I came across
One learns through experiences in life. Here are three best ever stories I came across. These are very simple stories but convey strong message and portrait human behavior. Did some soul searching and found myself at times pretty much like little turtle, the farmer and the little monk....
Do read them and ponder over them.
The Turtles
A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. The turtles, being naturally slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their outing. Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place. During the second year of their journey they found a place ideal for them at last!
For about six months they cleaned the area, unpacked the picnic basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed. After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was chosen to retrieve the salt from home. Although he was the fastest of the slow moving turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell. He agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat until he returned. The family consented and the little turtle left.
Three years passed and the little turtle had not returned. Five years...six years... then on the seventh year of his absence, the oldest turtle could no longer contain his hunger. He announced that he was going to eat and begun to unwrap a sandwich. At that point the little turtle suddenly popped out from behind a tree shouting, 'See! I knew you wouldn't wait. Now I am not going to go get the salt.'
[Some of us waste our time waiting for people to live up to our expectations. We are so concerned about what others are doing that we do not do anything ourselves.]
The Frogs
A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he could use a million frog legs. The restaurant owner was shocked and asked the man where he could get so many frog legs! The farmer replied, 'There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs - millions of them. They all croak all night long and they are about to make me crazy!' So the restaurant owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer would deliver frogs to the restaurant, five hundred at a time for the next several weeks.
The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather sheepish, with two scrawny little frogs. The restaurant owner said, 'Well... where are all the frogs?' The farmer said, 'I was mistaken. There were only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were making a lot of noise!'
[ Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun of you, remember, it's probably just a couple of noisy frogs. Also remember that problems always seem bigger in the dark. Have you ever laid in your bed at night worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming like a million frogs croaking? Chances are pretty good that when the morning comes, and you take a closer look, you'll wonder what all the fuss was about.]
The Pretty Lady
Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk offered to carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. 'How can big brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?' thought the little monk. But he kept quiet... The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her. All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation. Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. 'How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite The big monk looked surprised and said, 'I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?'
[This very old Chinese Zen story reflects the thinking of many people today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt, sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous .. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go away.We keep on carrying the baggage of the 'pretty lady' with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. Why? Simply because we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the 'pretty lady'. We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the river. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over.]
Do read them and ponder over them.
The Turtles
A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. The turtles, being naturally slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their outing. Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place. During the second year of their journey they found a place ideal for them at last!
For about six months they cleaned the area, unpacked the picnic basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed. After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was chosen to retrieve the salt from home. Although he was the fastest of the slow moving turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell. He agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat until he returned. The family consented and the little turtle left.
Three years passed and the little turtle had not returned. Five years...six years... then on the seventh year of his absence, the oldest turtle could no longer contain his hunger. He announced that he was going to eat and begun to unwrap a sandwich. At that point the little turtle suddenly popped out from behind a tree shouting, 'See! I knew you wouldn't wait. Now I am not going to go get the salt.'
[Some of us waste our time waiting for people to live up to our expectations. We are so concerned about what others are doing that we do not do anything ourselves.]
The Frogs
A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he could use a million frog legs. The restaurant owner was shocked and asked the man where he could get so many frog legs! The farmer replied, 'There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs - millions of them. They all croak all night long and they are about to make me crazy!' So the restaurant owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer would deliver frogs to the restaurant, five hundred at a time for the next several weeks.
The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather sheepish, with two scrawny little frogs. The restaurant owner said, 'Well... where are all the frogs?' The farmer said, 'I was mistaken. There were only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were making a lot of noise!'
[ Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun of you, remember, it's probably just a couple of noisy frogs. Also remember that problems always seem bigger in the dark. Have you ever laid in your bed at night worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming like a million frogs croaking? Chances are pretty good that when the morning comes, and you take a closer look, you'll wonder what all the fuss was about.]
The Pretty Lady
Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk offered to carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. 'How can big brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?' thought the little monk. But he kept quiet... The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her. All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation. Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. 'How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite The big monk looked surprised and said, 'I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?'
[This very old Chinese Zen story reflects the thinking of many people today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt, sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous .. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go away.We keep on carrying the baggage of the 'pretty lady' with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. Why? Simply because we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the 'pretty lady'. We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the river. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over.]
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Peace of Mind
One of the emails I received that talks about how to peace one's mind. Really nice story.
A Buddhist story about freeing oneself from the tyranny of thoughts, paving way for a silent mind. A short story about leading one from the mind to the no mind, a state of eternal peace.
Gautama Buddha one day asked one of his disciples to beg alms from a certain household and report to him at dusk. The monk returned to the master as per his command only to let him know that he would not beg for alms in that particular house again. When pressed for the reason, the monk answered, " I savoured the delicious food served and I suddenly felt an urge to eat something sweet. The lady of the house offered me a sweet dish. I then felt like sleeping and the lady immediately asked me to rest for a while. I was surprised by her ability to read my thoughts that I asked how she knew of my desires?"
"The lady replied, 'Witnessing my thoughts, my mind has become silent now that I can now see other thoughts as well"The monk continued to Buddha, " Looking at her I had sexual thoughts also and now I am embarrassed to see her again for alms as she would have read my sensual desire as well. So I do not want to visit her house for alms"
The Buddha said that the monk ought to go to the particular house for alms again. He advised, "This time you will go as a changed person. Just be aware of your thoughts, every bite of your food and every step that you take. You will just have to watch every thought that arises, but do not co-operate with it . Disassociate with it and do not analyze it. No thought is yours, they come from outside!"
The monk did as advised by Gautama Buddha. He remained a mere witness to his thoughts and there was no co-operation from his end. There was a change within him, an inner peace, though the world continued to remain the same.
The one and only trouble is one's own mind. When one knows one's true self, the mind ceases to be.
A Buddhist story about freeing oneself from the tyranny of thoughts, paving way for a silent mind. A short story about leading one from the mind to the no mind, a state of eternal peace.
Gautama Buddha one day asked one of his disciples to beg alms from a certain household and report to him at dusk. The monk returned to the master as per his command only to let him know that he would not beg for alms in that particular house again. When pressed for the reason, the monk answered, " I savoured the delicious food served and I suddenly felt an urge to eat something sweet. The lady of the house offered me a sweet dish. I then felt like sleeping and the lady immediately asked me to rest for a while. I was surprised by her ability to read my thoughts that I asked how she knew of my desires?"
"The lady replied, 'Witnessing my thoughts, my mind has become silent now that I can now see other thoughts as well"The monk continued to Buddha, " Looking at her I had sexual thoughts also and now I am embarrassed to see her again for alms as she would have read my sensual desire as well. So I do not want to visit her house for alms"
The Buddha said that the monk ought to go to the particular house for alms again. He advised, "This time you will go as a changed person. Just be aware of your thoughts, every bite of your food and every step that you take. You will just have to watch every thought that arises, but do not co-operate with it . Disassociate with it and do not analyze it. No thought is yours, they come from outside!"
The monk did as advised by Gautama Buddha. He remained a mere witness to his thoughts and there was no co-operation from his end. There was a change within him, an inner peace, though the world continued to remain the same.
The one and only trouble is one's own mind. When one knows one's true self, the mind ceases to be.
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