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  • Harshad Joshi 11:33 am on November 7, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Autumn, Autumn Haiku, Mt Fuji, ,   

    Autumn Haiku 

    Dedicated to a picture of Mt Fuji I saw on Twitter

    who waves the fan ?

    blow slowly

    wind from Mt Fuji…

     

    While going on a morning walk

    on this road

    goes no one

    autumn and me but…

     

    For a lone and heartlessly cold night

    i threw away

    a midnight dream

    in a midnight dream…

     

    Winter walking in Pune

    falling on the ground

    settles in autumn dust

    a dry leaf..

     

    For the leafless neem tree in my garden

    eagle hovers..!

    little squirrel scampering

    leafless autumn tree..!!

     

    these fallen leafs

    used to pose in pride

    till autumn came…

     

    My Favourite –

    leafs fall silently..!

    but make noise

    when autumn walks on..

     

    Untimely winter rains in Pune

    autumn rain..!!

    where will squirrel hide?

    this leafless tree…

     
  • Harshad Joshi 12:34 pm on October 16, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Fun,   

    Unwritten letters (my love story, my beliefs, my space, etc) 

     
  • Harshad Joshi 4:14 am on August 8, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , haiku emotions, haiku rain night, , , ,   

    Rain haiku 

    Thunder flashes

    across the night sky

    A full Moon grows.

    Creating new origami

    dusty rain drops

    softly…

    little rain drops…

    ripe plums fall

    all over the ground

    Bloomed in late summer

    a ripe cherry falls

    in silent silence..

    Rain drops fall

    no one hears

    the silent thuds..

     
  • Harshad Joshi 3:03 pm on August 6, 2009 Permalink | Reply
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    पाऊस कधीचा पडतो 

    पाऊस कधीचा पडतो
    पाऊस कधीचा पडतो, झाडांची हलती पाने
    हलकेच जाग मज आली, दुःखाच्या मंद सुराने

    डोळयात उतरले पाणी, पाण्यावर डोळे फिरती
    दुःखाचा उतरला पारा, या नितळ उतरणी वरती

    पेटून कशी उजळेना, ही शुभ्र फुलांची ज्वाला
    तार्यांच्या प्रहरापाशी पाऊस असा कोसळला

    संदिग्ध ढगांच्या ओळी आकाश ढवळतो वारा
    माझ्याच किनार्यावरती लाटांचा आज पहारा

     
  • Harshad Joshi 12:11 pm on December 29, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: 2008, 2009, Aesops Fables, , Obama, Outsourcing, Panchatantra, Recession, , , Wise words, Wordpress   

    The end brings a new beginning 

    The end was actually hiding a new beginning in its sphere;

    darkness became the light,

    the wind turned into the smell of fear…

    2008 will end soon. Thank you to everyone who supported me. I had promised, even if this blog might stop for a while, the journey still continues…Some of you mailed me, some of you called me, I thank you. I wont pretend, but your words helped me a lot..

    I cannot make you wait for too long..

    You can now find me on Twitter – http://twitter.com/sevenlives

    House on a tree..the zen way

    This is a new venture by me into realms of unknown. I have tried to be honest while writing the Haiku, an art that is obscure, difficult to master, yet at the same time offers simple advice to the reader, the Zen way. At the same time, you can find humour, sarcasism, philosophy, rhythm a blend of everything…As a kid, I read a lot of Aesops Fables, Panchatantra, Indian legends, so expect to find the wise sages, the lonely Hermits, the houseless woods, speaking tigers, poisonous snakes, dangerous scorpions, smiling babies, everything that we encounter in our dreams and real life 🙂 .Sometimes you might not actually feel like reading a stereotype Haiku, but i have tried to preserve the ‘3 line rule’ , short is sweet..It offers me several advantages –

    1. It requires less time to write

    2. It helps to deliver the right message in right time

    3. Offers you lot of flexibility in reading, you dont need to be holed up forever in front of pc all the time..

    What more I can say now? Its time you can go and read it. Mind you, its Twitter, microblogging has got some limitations, the Haikus I wrote still maintain a rough edge, but I havent tried to hide the naiveness, maybe it will help to end the learning phase a little more fast..Twitter cannot substitute WordPress, but for the timebeing, it serves well..

    This is the sample of what you can expect

    People understand Tao

    People understand Zen

    Lying is a bad habit..

    This Haiku is obviously meant to target all marketting mongers. They are all of the same catagory, they try to sell you anything making it appear useful, however you bring it, you realize, its a waste of resources. We all need to be careful. Dont invest into something that appears glamorous, glosy. Too much of shine can be harmful. Your money/time/resources are precious, use them wisely and dont succumb to any pressure. In todays age, where recession looms ahead, job cuts are round the corner, we need to make sure we act wisely.

    Or

    Peace and goodwill

    they are everlasting desires

    Weak people have got no options…


    Todays tough age demands more out of us. No one can afford to be weak and request help all the time. Its apparant that a weakling is a burdan in any society. Unless you are strong, you are firm, you will always stay at the mercy of others, thus making your life miserable and weak. A weak person always desires peaec, but he is unable to fight for it, thus living forever in grief..A lesson we learn from Indias IT sectors debacle – Depend on US for yor jobs, you will always be at the perils of anti outsourcing voices. Obama isent a good man who will work in your favour, making life easy for you. The time isent the same now. Its time to get tough and act accordingly..Develop your own technology and then sell it. Sooner or later the world will be at your feet.

    Ok, thats enough for now.

    With all your blessings and compliments,

    I will be there again…

    See you on Twitter.

    Harshad Joshi.

     
    • Mahendra 4:19 am on December 30, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      “A weak person always desires peaec, but he is unable to fight for it, thus living forever in grief.”

      Well said!
      I am totally in agreement with above.
      Besides IT, we in the engineering industry are also experiencing slow down . The Infrastructure business which was the flag ship business group of the company, is lying low. Customer who have once placed the orders, are not in position to take deliveries due to cash crunch. Infrastructure business in mostly dependent upon the World Bank Finance . When this source dries down, the going gets tough.

      With all the Odds of 26/11 reminds me of this poem:-

      Still I Rise —–

      You may write me down in history
      With your bitter, twisted lies,
      You may trod me in the very dirt
      But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

      Does my sassiness upset you?
      Why are you beset with gloom?
      ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
      Pumping in my living room.

      Just like moons and like suns,
      With the certainty of tides,
      Just like hopes springing high,
      Still I’ll rise.

      Did you want to see me broken?
      Bowed head and lowered eyes?
      Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
      Weakened by my soulful cries.

      Does my haughtiness offend you?
      Don’t you take it awful hard
      ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
      Diggin’ in my own back yard.

      You may shoot me with your words,
      You may cut me with your eyes,
      You may kill me with your hatefulness,
      But still, like air, I’ll rise.

      Does my sexiness upset you?
      Does it come as a surprise
      That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
      At the meeting of my thighs?

      Out of the huts of history’s shame
      I rise
      Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
      I rise
      I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
      Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
      Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
      I rise
      Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
      I rise
      Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
      I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
      I rise
      I rise
      I rise.

      Wish you all happy new year…

    • Harshad Khandare 6:44 am on June 28, 2012 Permalink | Reply

      My Dream home.. Tree House..

  • Harshad Joshi 2:03 pm on November 21, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Good Bye Wordpress.   

    Slowly walking out… 

     

    goodbye..Good Bye....

     

    Hi everyone.

    Whether you have come here by chance, hunting for something you need, or maybe Google/Yahoo! guided you here, or someone recommend you to visit this tiny blog, I want to thank you for visiting.

    I think the time is coming, slowly but surely and I am honestly losing my motivation to write. I think I should stop this blog. I met many wonderful people througout these 2 years. I am thankful to them for all the support they gave me. This decision isent going to be very easy for me, but sometimes we have to make a tough mind and act accordingly.  

     Live life the way it should be. In your day to day interactions, you will come across many experiences, many people. Some of them give you moments to cherish about, some you may like to forget. Whatever the case might be, one mantra to make your life little more better. Be yourself, dont hide. Just believe in destiny, dont care what it says. Just believe in destiny. Love and trust atleast one person and make sure you both stay togather. Learn to forgive the people who mange to hurt you. Many of them do it unknowingly. Just identfy them. And importantly – People around you are like mirrors. They reflect to you what you actually are. If you are one of those actors loving to decieve people, automatically, the people closer to you are the same. If you are a kind hearted person, you will always have company of those people who need you most and you will also have collegues similar to you. 

    I could write more, but let some things be secret. You know it. 

    PS – If I regain my motivation, I defiantely will be back…but again, no gurantees. 

     

    Till then, 

    Adeos.

    Harshad Joshi.

     
    • aqua gurl 4:56 pm on November 21, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Awesome post….love the advice you give….so true….”learn to forgive the person who manage to hurts you”!!!!

      Why would you stop writng….anyways its ur choice…..although i would like to read your posts sometimes…!!

    • R.V.Ramani 5:21 am on December 11, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      it is awesome and too bad if you discontinue?

      RVR

    • Anuya 10:21 am on December 27, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      itka chaan lihilas…. itki changli advice dilis… ani jewha vatla ki ajun kahi aikayla milel tujhyakadun tewha discontinue karnyachya goshti kartos…?

  • Harshad Joshi 6:48 am on November 14, 2008 Permalink | Reply
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    आता आठवताहेत.. 

    आता अनोळखी होऊन गेलो आहोत आपण…. आता आहेत त्या फक्त आठवणी..

    आधी.. सकाळी उठल्यावर पहिला फोन तुला.. जेवायच्या वेळेस फोन.. सन्ध्याकाळी फोन.. झोपण्यआधी फोन..
    आता.. तुझ्याशी फोन वर बोलुन ८ महिने झाले.. ते हि बळजबरीचे बोलण..

    तेव्हा.. रोज chatting.. खूप busy असलेल्या दिवशी सुद्धा missed call देवून.. वेळ ठरवून chatting..
    आता.. शेवटचा mail कधी आला तुझा ते सुद्धा आठवत नाहिए..
    आणि chatting?? बोलणच खुण्टलय तर कसल chatting??!!??

    काय म्हणायच त्याला? जे पुर्वी होत? प्रेम? नाहिच.. अस विसरत का कोणी प्रेम? ती होती एक चूक.. तू केलेली, आणि तुझ्या प्रेमाखातर मी ही केलेली..

    “मी तुझ्याशी बोलल्याशिवाय नाही राहू शकत ग.. ”
    “तुझा mail आला ना कि एकदम माझे डोले लकाकतात.. i feel much better..i donno why पण एकदम relaxed वाटत.. कितीही रुसलीस ना तरी mail करत जा.. ”
    “plz चिडू नकोस ग.. बोल ना ग plzzz..”

    गेल ते सगळ..
    आता उरल्या त्या सगळ्याच्या आठवणी आणि.. आणि हे..

    “i just dont love u.. that was my mistake.. now will u plz stop ths and live ur life n let me live mine..”

    Life is like that, and no matter how brave I pretend to be sometimes, some things really left an indelible mark on me, although it was nothing earth breaking or nerve shatttering thing, maybe I was a bit changed.

    Tip – I want to know who reads this post and finds it relevant.

    Moral of the story – This post is dedicated to a wide spread misuse of chatting and instant messaging. I wish I post the real dialog I had, but today, I do not have any kind of feelings left with me, Life has taken a new turn and all the old griefs are dead… 🙂 For some strange reasons unknown to me, I have seen people behave like fools and they reason it for love, baah..There are very important things in life, and I do not think that a so called love is one of them..

    I think this is the last post having a tag ‘Love’ on this little blog. 😀

     
  • Harshad Joshi 11:50 am on November 5, 2008 Permalink
    Tags: Mushy Feelings, Red Bull,   

    I have wings… 

    PS – I am not bitten by love bug. If you believe in love, forward it to your near dear ones and even if you dont believe in it, still forward this to your near dear ones..Then find out if there’s truth into it. On a personal note, I wonder, is something called as love so precious that people write about it?? Initially, the title made me think that it was a Red Bull tagline hehehehehe Whatever..;)

    Whoa, after getting life threat mails from media mafias, this post is deleted..

     
    • Trisha 1:41 pm on November 5, 2008 Permalink

      I loved reading this…and smile to think how you commented about there being no G*** and L******* in India, would come and read your vedic posts later. Thanks. 🙂

      Tip - These words are censored for general public. This isent an adult blog.promoting bad content. - HJ

    • trisha 4:59 pm on November 12, 2008 Permalink

      Hi Harshad, I asked this person to read this post of urs, n I wd request you read wht he writes on: Being *** ******** here: http://nonsense123.wordpress.com/

      Sorry, but the words sound too hard on this little blog. HJ

    • Sharad Bapat 10:07 am on November 13, 2008 Permalink

      some of the sweetest lines I read in recent times..

      Dear Harshad I am surprised to see **** for my post titles..

      🙂

    • Harshad Joshi 1:12 pm on November 13, 2008 Permalink

      @ Bapat
      People can get wrong messages if they read such words here, nothing wrong in what you say, but general public has got certain objections.

    • Nimmy 1:58 pm on November 13, 2008 Permalink

      lol..you have issues..You sensor others words here saying that

      “but general public has got certain objections.”

      “but the words sound too hard on this little blog.”

      lol….How hypocritical and double standard..Get a life dude..lol…

      You double cross people and expect others not to follow double standards? Really? HJ

    • Nimmy 5:27 am on November 14, 2008 Permalink

      🙂 Peace..I wish you had a bit of my indian culture where a man doesn’t call a stranger woman ‘names’..Why can’t we agree to disagree..I wonder why did you write such comments on my blog..Here,in your blog,you seem a cordial person..But there,you are a man with lowest character..I don’t wish to reply in the same way that you did..Peace..Get rid of your frustration and be open minded and learn to respect people,no matter who and how they are..Please don’t reply..I don’t wanna fight with you..

    • Harshad Joshi 6:10 am on November 14, 2008 Permalink

      @Nimmy

      The truth is always bitter, maybe you dont like people who speak truth all the time…

  • Harshad Joshi 10:01 am on July 31, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Ego, ,   

    The Ego and the flames 

    Ego is bad. Very bad. And when you find someone more egoistic then you, then its extremely hard to describe how badly it hurts. What exactly hurts is not known, but somewhere within, deep inside there is pain..lot of pain..words can describe it…but its real and it exists.

    I found  a new way to get over pain.

    1. I searched for all her conversations from the server. All the dialogs were intact on Gtalk, Gmail and Open Server.

    2. Brought a bundle of executive bond papers, the most expensive ones.

    3. Opened every conversation I had with her.

    4. Print was the command.

    5. Printing continued till the entire executive bond paper bundle became empty.

    6. Gathered all of them, and arranged them properly.

    7. Went on the terrace. Sprinkled some kerosene on it. 1 match stick was enough..

    8. As I watched the flames consuming the conversations I had with her, within my true self, something was feeling to be at peace. I think it was ego, maybe..

    9. Threw the matchbox in too…emptied the whole kerosene bottle..the eager flames were hungry for more..

    10. Felt much better. It was all over for me…One relation ended. I finally was at peace..The rage seemed pacified…

    I hope things will be normal now. Slowly, but surely, I will be back. I am not a slave of my ego, but I cant promise anything if it gets hurt.

     
    • aqua gurl 3:49 am on August 1, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Good one, but i wish it was that easy.
      I hope things get better with you!!!
      Time is the strongest healer to such wounds, the most reliable!!!

    • Harshad Joshi 10:44 am on August 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      @valencia

      Well..I guess it wasent easy afterwards..I had purchased those expensive papers for taking printouts of the stamp collection I found on flickr…Later Dad inquired about those pages, and I nonchalantly told him -‘I set them on fire’..He was stunned..!! I had to hear many things…I had to apologize to him. Probably he knows the real reason, he’s just waiting for me to confess it…I will speak it out to him soon…

      Till then, alls well…

    • Fari B 11:36 pm on August 5, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Ego is painful, you are so right. I had a big pain today, as my ego came up against my mothers. The worst thing about ego is that is implicitly hard to see in ourselves and easy to see in others. That is the nature of introspection, to reveal.

    • chirax 9:22 am on August 27, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Hmm… Ego is Good, Makes to stand up for yourself.

    • sunnysideofliving 6:59 pm on September 21, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Nope. Ego is not good at all….atleast not with loved ones.. Causes break ups of friends and lovers more than anything else.

  • Harshad Joshi 7:02 am on July 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Achievements, , , Yahoo! Answers   

    What is the greatest achievement of one’s life?? 

    Best Answer – Chosen by Voters

    The sense of achievement is different for various people
    Example
    1. For a mother – To hear the first word from her child
    2. For a father – The feeling of becoming a ‘father’
    3. For a Old person – When his great grand sons hugs him and says “How are you?”
    4. For a artist – The joy and thril in creating a master peice
    5. For 99% of us – Getting money, marry good looking girl we always like, keep mom and dad happy, bring up a child, help him to grow, expect good from him, and so on…..

    We can go for many pages, but I am feeling sleepy right now.

    Good night

    Before I sleep, a little prayer towards God.

    Oh God….
    Thank thee for the wonderful things that you gave me today.
    Thank thee for yet another beautiful day.
    Thank thee for showing me the right direction
    Thank thee for the beautiful moon and stars in the limitless sky..
    Thank thee for the first tones of Freedom…

    Bless me and my friends at Yahoo! Answers today.
    Help them to get the right solution to their answers
    Protect the Good…
    Help me to avoid the Bad…
    Good night God..
    Tommorow will be the light..
    A dream of dolphin…

    (Isent there too much of thee? 😉

    May you achieve whatever you desire in life, provided its going to be useful to mankind.
    Then, you might tell whats the greatest achievement of ones life..
    HariOm tatsat..

    Good night..

    • 2 years ago

    Source(s):

    At that time, I was hooked on to Yahoo! Answers, but now it seemingly looks boring..Now found a new toy – Twitter..
     
  • Harshad Joshi 8:50 am on July 9, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Dilemma, , , Myspace, People   

    The New Age dilemma 

    • S: (n) dilemma, quandary (state of uncertainty or perplexity especially as requiring a choice between equally unfavorable options)

    I have discovered a new ego bruising experience. If you are a single individual, and having lot of virtual girl friends on social networking tools like Orkut, then you might have noticed that whenever the girls status changes to ‘commited’ there is something, a sort of silent tiing that goes across the mind..It isent exactly pain or unhappiness, its something mix of surprise, shock, bruised ego and just like that…

    No actual reason why this happens, but fair enough, so many times I have preached to people – Digital Social Networks esp Orkut are a fun, playway mirror of our daily lives, but the real problem arises when we start relating those tools with our real life and begin attaching our emotions and expectations to our virtual meetings. A timepass turns trouble for some. Should Orkut/Facebook/Myspace be avoided? Or is it the beginning of a new age desperation? Boy…this things tough to comprehend…Web 2.0 has binded people togather on a common platform but no ones ever thinking of the trouble that is following us..Wake up…Welcome to the new age dilemma.

     
  • Harshad Joshi 5:31 am on July 5, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Anti Depressant, Anti Stress, Depression, Fluxotine, Goa, Mercedes Benz, , Vedanta   

    Wise Words 

    By staying faithful to shreya [what is right and beneficial], instead of preya [what is pleasant], we win the sweetest fruits of life, from success to happiness to enlightenment

    There are some marvellous concepts in Vedanta that reduce the spiritual quest into essential principles. Among them are the twin concepts of Preya and Shreya.

    What are these? Apart from the fact that they are delightfully rhymed (notice how Sanskrit specialises in related concepts that rhyme? Yogi-bhogi, tan-man, smriti-shruti, one could go on!), they are connected, for they illustrate the vital importance of fusing our desires into one single-pointed direction.

    Preya stands for what is pleasant: a holiday in Goa, channa bhaturas and gulab jamuns, driving a Mercedes Benz, designer clothes and shades, a blazing love affair, etc. Shreya, unassuming and circumspect, stands for what is beneficial to us: eating healthy, maintaining an exercise regimen, staying within one’s income, maintaining fidelity in marriage, doing one’s duty. All the world will agree, especially today, that Preya is the hip swinging chick, while Shreya, let’s face it, is the dowdy one. Boring, for heavens sake.

    Little wonder then that most of us beat a path to Preya’s door, while Shreya’s threshold is definitely the road less taken, indeed almost never taken.

    All through our lives, we chase the objects that promise us happiness, like money, love, good times, fame, power, success, etc. But the paradox, as Vedanta says, is that we never really get happiness. Why? Because we look for it in the wrong place. Outside, not inside. Preya seduces us through our senses and we gallop after all that it flourishes, horse racing, cigarette smoking, Formula One races, and what not. But no sooner do we get there than the promised happiness either dissolves or is seen to not exist.

    In the Katha Upanishad, the body is likened to the chariot, the five senses to the horses, the intellect to the charioteer, the mind to the reins, and the Self to the rider inside the chariot. As long as the intellect and the mind do not do their duty by reining in and controlling the senses, the horses will run amok, charging after whatever attracts them without discrimination or restraint. And what happens? The rider never gets to the place he wants to go: peace of mind, happiness, health, even enlightenment.

    Shreya, on the other hand, can seem like a dull piece of goods when first we make our acquaintance with her dull —and exacting—like a stern school marm, but as we get to know her better we will have to admit that she really has our interest at heart. You are on a diet, she will remind us, just as we are about to lift a grilled cheese sandwich to our mouth, and if we can make ourselves replace it with a vegetable sandwich instead, we will savour the sweet sense of a victory over the senses. Or we may be itching to watch TV and she will remind us of the vegetables to be peeled or the ironing to be done. Or her small still voice stalls us when we contemplate a temptation at work that requires us to bend the rules just a little in order to make a fortune.

    Most of us pay obeisance to both Preya and Shreya for we are awfully torn between them. Instead of fusing all our energies into one direction, we fritter them by being pulled into two opposite directions. We long to stay slim, fit and healthy, but no sooner do we see a mutton biryani or hariyali kabab than our goal forgotten and we chomp right into them. We regret it later, but that simply adds to the problem because now we have guilt to contend with as well, which also sends us headlong into Preya.

    We long for success but instead of gritting our teeth and working our heads off, we apple polish the boss and bitch about our colleagues. We vow not to gossip or bitch about others but no sooner do we catch hold of a juicy morsel, than we hasten to spread it among our buddies. Life is a long and wearisome struggle to get out of the hold of Preya and towards Shreya.

    For we will never get what we want as long as we do the opposite.

    The Katha Upanishad tells us that Preya and Shreya stand for the two choices that we have to make at any given time. Consciously or unconsciously, we choose either Preya or Shreya. And the two go in opposite directions.

    One towards lasting happiness and fulfillment, the other towards temporary satisfaction and permanent regret. At the end of our lives, we will be able to gauge which of the two has been our guide and inspiration by examining where we stand. Are we happy, energised, buoyant and radiant? Clearly, Shreya has been our mentor. Are we tired, ill, impoverished and unfulfilled? Oh dear, we have been too enamoured of Preya.

    So how do we get out of the hold of Preya and move towards Shreya?

    Ramakrishna Paramahansa put it in sublimely simple words. If you want to go East, don’t go West. If you want to lose weight, don’t eat fattening food. If you want to be fit, don’t give up your exercise. If you want to finish your project, stop chatting with your colleagues and checking the mail.

    If you want to get enlightened, stop chasing good times. All we have to do to obey Shreya is not to obey Preya. Refuse to betray your friends or your own values. Refuse to chase money, fame or power at the cost of values or principles. Refuse to indulge the senses.

    And lo, your task is done. Preya soon wilts away into a gossamer shade, and Shreya waxes strong and beautiful. With Shreya at our side, the battle of life is eventually won, for she teaches us to put the long term over the short term, the principle over expedience, the right over the tempting.

    By staying faithful to Shreya we win the sweetest and most sought after fruits of life, from success to happiness to enlightenment.

    Simple words, they are effective in preventing a lot of day-to-day troubles we have most of times, including a bad-relationship, a bad office day, a bad fight…everything like that…

    For those who found Preya and Shreya a wee bit simple or complex, this is for you.

    All human beings are not equipped to take on changes or difficult situations in life, naturally. Out of them, many don’t adapt to those situations. The result normally is— those situations and accompanying stress overwhelm people. Since modern times stress has been identified as the single biggest contributor to depression. The mind-boggling changes in every sphere of life—culture, profession, modes of transportation and rapid lifestyle changes put pressure on men to adjust with equal speed. Stress begins to wear them out and there is a loss of resiliency against adverse situations of life. Consequently, they begin to pull away from others and give in to depression.
    It is often said that people think themselves into depression. The thinking pattern of a person helps him accept or avoid a stress situation. If one shows disposition towards anxiety, worry, restlessness, anger and tension as stress responses, it can lead him to chronic emotional turbulences. We can worsen an ordinary sorrowful situation by imagining its possible intensity. We create problem situations by imagining what might go wrong, could go wrong, and how terrible it would be. Even if the depression is due to biochemical imbalances, the person doesn’t abstain from thinking negatively about it. Constant stressful situations make one develop a negative pattern of thinking, which gives in to depression at the slightest provocation in life.

    At present, a whole lot of holistic therapies are applied to heal acute and chronic depression. Besides prescription drugs, healing methods such as naturopathy, energy balancing, and yogic techniques are extensively and effectively utilized all over the world. Adopting a positive lifestyle helps you develop a healthy mind-body frame to avoid depression. For those believing in medical solution, a dose of Fluxotine will do wonders.

     
    • Joyeeta 1:07 am on July 14, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Good one 🙂

    • R.V.Ramani 1:55 pm on October 1, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      One of the best I have read. Shreya & Preya ever stands in my memory.
      Thanks,
      RVR

  • Harshad Joshi 7:25 am on July 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , Slambook, Teen Age   

    Slambook 

    Slambook….after so many years, I remember this…I never got a chance to be in someones slambook, but it was something very hot in my school days. Usually, it was as self decorated book having different sections like we have on Orkut, except that we had to manually fill it in our own handwriting. Bad handwriting wasent allowed and the system was ultra secret. It was meant to be an exclusive girl-to-girl communication system. Boys werent allowed nearby, but I confess that I had once stolen a slambook out of pure curiosity, just to get details of what happens in there. It was luck, but peeping in someones property is equivalent of stealing…Later I meekly returned that book, the girl was shocked..!! She said – ‘Did you read this??’ I said – ‘No, why should I?’ I lied, I know, but I read everything, everything that was supposed to be a secret away from most of boys reach.

    Some interesting stuff I remember was

    1. The address and phone number – Every girl jotted down her phone number and postal address. In those days cellular phones were non existant and pagers were ultra cool. It was of no great use to me, I did not have a landline number, and the line I used for speaking would be heavily monitored. Besides, I was too lazy to move around on a cranky bicycle hunting for the girls address.

    2. Likes – It was default that a girl likes ice cream and black forest. For a long time, I didnt know what black forest meant until someone fed me a delicious combination of chocolate, cake, coffee, ice cream, then I realized its a yummy thing…and since then, its my favourite till date.

    3. Favourite colour – Insignificant detail, but pink was common..We dont have this on Orkut 😛

    4. Favourite film – Most of them mentioned Hollywood stuff. I wasent permitted to see any Hollywood film(officially) till I  became 18. Unofficially, I watched many Hollywood movies, and my parents dont know that 😉 Never knew why girls liked Tom Cruise. I liked his mission impossible 2 movie, because I was facinated by the bikes in it, not the heroine.

    5. Every girl tried to decorate her slam content as good as possible. (I recall, my drawing belonged to the genre of Mr Pablo Picasso. Ultra Modern, abstract, and complex, my teacher once mocked me that you will be the next Picasso of India.She was rude..I didnt like that joke)

    Today, I am riding on the messeges sent by Gods of Technology, as if I am from other galaxy, or an Almighty, but innocence is what I want. Those were the best days of my life…Sweet and innocent. Free from complexities of all this world..Todays kids arent so lucky..They have got everything, but the charm of a naive and raw life is unknown to them..Today we have got Orkut, Facebook, Myspace, theres even one online virtual site, but that beautiful handwritten slambook remains an eluded teen age dream…nostologia peheps..

     
    • cia 6:37 pm on July 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Slambook!!!!!!!
      Wow….its so nice you wrote about it….brings back all those memories of school days….went roaming about in class asking ppl to fill it out….
      The funniest thing is, i fancied the slam thing so much, that i had 2 slambooks…one in 7th n one in 10th…and i still have them….crazy times =)

  • Harshad Joshi 4:47 am on June 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Dharma, , Enlightment, , , Healings, Illusions, , , , , , , , , Shri Shankaracharya, , , , , ,   

    Enlightment,a new hope 

    मी आसाच आहे……
    धर्मासाठी झुंजावे…
    झुंजोनी अवाघ्यांसी मारावे…
    मारिता मारिता घ्यावे राज्य आपुले…
    देव मस्तकी धरावा,
    अवघा हल्लकल्लोळ करावा..

    Men are haunted by the Future. Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?

    I call myself a Peaceful Warrior… because the battles I fight are on the inside..

    All Karmas proceed with the force to either remove pain or gain pleasure
    Experiencing pleasure and pain, we roam the streets of Samsara

    Where there is Birth, there will be certain pain
    There is certain Death, and nothing to gain

    Not knowing light from darkness we roam the streets of misery
    In beauty there is ugliness
    In ugliness I see beauty too
    What a repulsive body that I have which oozes grime and filth
    These carnal desires do I find unfulfilling

    Where there is Birth, there will be certain pain
    There is certain Death, and nothing to gain

    Sadashiva Samarambham Shankaracharya Madhyamam
    Asmadacharya Paryantam Vande Guru Paramparam

    सदाशिवा समारंभम् शंकराचार्य माध्यमं
    आसमादचर्यां पारयनतम् वन्दे गुरू परंपरामं

    Finally the Truth is seen
    Unknowable once to me but now known to me
    What an error it is to take myself to be what I am not

    No words can reveal me
    Yet words alone set me free
    The beatitude revealed through desciplic succession

    No delusion for me
    I am the ever free
    No illusion for me
    I am the ever free

    Finally, the desires are Ash, I smear those ashes on my forehead and I free myself. Bhasma on my body..Bhasma on my soul..I am liberated….the Pain turns to Love….a new hope..Maya reveals her true form…

    Maya is inevitable…

    I submit myself to Maya..

    Maya has set me free…

    The revelations are known…

    May there be peace..

     
    • cia 8:51 pm on June 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      As one of the noble truths of buddha say,

      all human existence is painful, eliminate the pain by eliminating the cause.

      however, nothing is permanent.

    • Harshad Joshi 8:02 am on June 27, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Buddha was suffering from acute depression…But do you know that Buddhas teachings did protect Indian sub continent from maniac Mongols till 1962 India China wars??

      The only way to prevent any sorts of conflicts is to accept the things as they come to you without asking for its purpose or to think about its consequences. The only truth is the Desires we have with us. Denying Desires for some imaginary reasons is root cause of sorrow, and its funny that in todays marketing age, people can cash on sorrow too..if you can cash it on, sorrow is fine, else submit yourself to Maya unconditionally, rest assured, everything works in your favour…

    • motogp46 3:44 pm on June 28, 2008 Permalink | Reply

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    • Jenny and Edward 8:45 am on July 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Loved it… Painful but so true for those who seek true peace and enlightenment. The Journey of enlightenment begins with the first step.
      Living In The Light of God… ~~~Jenn~~~

  • Harshad Joshi 5:21 am on June 25, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Heart break, , , , ,   

    तू 

    तू आकाश दिलेस मला
    मनमुक्त उडण्यासाठी
    आणिक एक घर दिलेस
    थकून कुशीत शिरण्यासाठी

    आता थोडे थोडे सगळ्यांना
    आकाश वाटत फिरतोय
    ज्यांना घर नाही त्यांना
    घर देण्याचे स्वप्न बघतोय

    घरी वाट पाहतय कोणी
    तू असा दिला विश्वास
    मी फिरतोय खिन्न दिव्यात
    भरत अता ज्योतींचे श्वास

    You were the one I was dreaming all my life..You were my rain, you were the Sun, I needed both, because I needed you..Words are poor substitutes for feelings, specifically those feelings which are intense, at the same time too complex…But now what remains is the Ashes…The Ashes of Desires…The word cruel is too overused, how can people be so cruel? Why? What makes them behave so brutally? Am I always wrong in learning people? How can it be? She was so beautiful…I remember..it was cold November..leaves were falling..life was a dream…Today my dreams are lost, but I thank God for the little chance he gave me to have those wonderful experiences. Thank You God, I used to see you through her. Bless her.

    Poem is stolen from here.
     
  • Harshad Joshi 4:47 am on June 24, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Divine, , , Fiction, , , , , ,   

    Dedicated to my lost love – Honey, I loved you immensely 

    Every time u call i freeze
    When your close to me i feel a chilly breeze
    I know something is not right
    Could u b the one making me feel so tight

    I didn’t use to like u
    But now could it b true..
    Am i falling in love with u?

    So innocent, so sweet and surreal
    Casting a swirling aura around us
    Turquoise eyes drowning and drenched
    Within the angelic love song

    The hearts had met to one mystic soul
    Wanted to feel this forever and ever
    Never to cease and fade, never to wane
    My love I always felt , would always
    Last till the end of the time.

    I agree that this short peom isent mine, I take no credits for it. I dont know who’s written it, but what matters is that its an apt example of whats going through my mind..Normally I dont speak mushy, but now I am letting it out in public.

    Honey, listen to me, you may never know or understand  it, but if you  read this, I confess that I loved you more then anything else. True we may never meet, but if I could show you what true love was, then its this….My words are turning empty, but the feelings arent…Dear God, if you get time from you daily chores, can you please listen up a prayer I sent for her? Keep her happy. Just keep her happy, I know what pain is like, but I wish she remains happy. She retaught me the purpose of life.Those beautiful moments she passed with me make me feel heaven. I have no complaints with what happened, nor I care a damn about whats gonna take place, but the fact is, I am in deep love, I am rediscovering myself in a form previously unknown to me..

    Gosh, these feelings….let the rain come down and wash away my tears, let it shatter the walls and drown my fears..I feel as if I had been kissed by an angel of Love..A new day …has come…..

    To all those boozing hounds and enemies of Love and haters of God, non believers in Love – This post is not meant for you. Not at all for you. If you are the pathetic and immature souls whose concepts are fake as that of Maya, get a life..shoo away, you get it, just fly away..hide yourself into deepest dark oceans or infinite space..Go….!!!!

    Disclaimer While the people I write about are real, the experiences I post here may or may not be real and related to people I know. Its just my thoughts I have spoken to myself. If anyone of you finds a co-incidence, then rejoice…maybe I have taken some inspiration from you..And honestly, I do not hate anyone in life, even if you have managed to break my heart, you know that I am a brave soul 😉 Maybe 10 years from now I look back and say – O boy, I was so mad, crazy at times, I dont know. We are all strong and weak at times. So dont mind anything, just read, enjoy and move on with life
     
    • fennychandra 9:18 am on June 25, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Have you told her you love her? It’s funny if you share your deepest feeling to the world and she’s the only person who doesn’t have a clue. Come on..tell her.

    • shanupalani 9:11 am on June 30, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Its really great …. If she miss u she is very unlucky girl…. Even i too fell in love and my partner left me now… So i know the pain of love… But its all in the fate…

    • Arabinda 7:25 am on August 20, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      hey u have written something as a virtuoso ,saluting u man, my chimera is just like yors, nice to read yor writing. my world is something that i cant leave myself from the cultured beauties world.and my love is not blind but sees sees and ultimately loves her. hav a nic day .

    • sunnysideofliving 7:04 pm on September 21, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Very very poignant and touching…… I can relate to it too….

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