India and NRIs

This post is a comment to a blog which was a response to another blog. I have two interesting blogs for you to read.

This starts with a story of an NRI who wrote “Why I left India (again)”,  (do read this to make sense of what follows) and then Chetan Bhagat wrote a very interesting response  "Why i am still here" ( not to that NRI but to us all in general). In first blog the NRI has explained how he tried to return to India but found himself losing those traits he valued. Then Chetan Bhagat shared  his positive and indeed inspiring experience. What follows is my comment to Chetan but before that please read above two.

Thanks Chetan for sharing this.
what an experience...I stumbled on your blog while reading comments on the blog of that NRI. and i stumbled on that while googling for whether Indians tops in remitting forex or not. It was also very interesting to read the comments.
    I really appreciate that you are practicing those values which others just find "lacking" here in India but when comes practice , they also hide behind the "hypocrite" status of Indian society.
I also share the ambivalence in the treatment to domestic helps and really abhor calling them servant and rather refer them as employees. on the other hand, being nice to domestic helps is, as with you, a mixed experience. Specially when a raise disturbs the "market price" and my neighbors tend to complain and every other help want a raise. And as we know by Herzberg's theory, money is not a constant motivator. However, good family like treatment invariably wins their heart and they themselves tend to be good at service.
 I try to talk to a rickshaw puller or vegetable vender as an equal and it makes them happy except few instances when my politeness is (mis)interpreted as weakness(but i don't care). Of course one has to struggle hard to find one's way in India, but being good yourself really helps. It had happened many times that i have avoided a road-rage (imagine Delhi roads) just by with a smile having a sorry or forgiveness (depending on who is at fault more) tone. Actually just before one start responding to an unintentional scratch on your car, if you show a smile, and be as considerate as its just an accident and your body is more important than your car, they tend to copy it and do not take the course of anger and just shrug it.

Coming back, i started this with my search on which country has highest remittances in the world. India is numero uno :-) and till 2010 our foreign remittances were about 55 Billion USD, keeping China as second with a close sum. This money is about 5% of our GDP, So I believe many NRIs are doing a very good job out there. About half of this money comes from Gulf countries where poor labourers are working away from home sending money to feed their family. That's also the reason Kerala is amongst rich states in India.
I thank all NRIs for bringing wealth and modern values in to India. We will take time, but we will come to what we dream for. All we need is just each of playing our own part well.

Meri zindagi pe ek kavita

Zindagi to meri ekdam suljhee huyi si hai..

kuchh jyada hi seedhi saadi si..

ek seedhe resham ke dhaage see..

jo hawa ke sath udata hai..

jisme nahi pada koi fanda ya koi gaath..

bah rahi hawa ke sath mano doondh raha ho apna bandhan ..

meri zindagi ek sidhe bina ulajhe dhage see!

Jaise ek hawa me girta pankh ka tukda...

na to ud sakta aur na girta jameen pe..

bahta rahata apni halki si kaya liye..

chad jata kisi bhi foonk ki sawari

Jaise ped pe ek sukha patta..

jo atka hai ek sukhe huye sire se..

apne vajood se alag hoke bhi..
juda hai kisi jod se..

ya

Ek dhalan pe ludakta hua patthar....

jharane ke pani sa bahta..

kis rah pe jayega wo..

ya ruk jayega kisi tane se takara ke..

ya fir ek pani kee boondh si..

jo chali thi badal se...ek anjani see rah pe..

udegi hawa ke sath ..ya pahuchegi zameen par.

giregi kisi patte pe ya milegi samandar se...

banane ko fir se ek boond...kabhi pani se bhap.. kabhi bhap se pani  !
Meri Zindagi!!!

(Please see previous post for Hindi font version)

(c) Pradeep Singh

मेरी ज़िन्दगी पे एक कविता

ज़िन्दगी तो मेरी  एकदम सुलझी  हुयी  सी है ..

कुछ ज्यादा ही  सीधी सादी  सी ..

एक  सीधे  रेशम  के  धागे  सी ..

जो  हवा  के  साथ  उड़ता  है ;

जिसमे  नहीं  पड़ा  कोई  फंदा  या  कोई गाँठ ...

बह रही हवा के साथ मानो  दूंढ  रहा  हो  अपना  बंधन  ..

मेरी  ज़िन्दगी  एक  सीधे  बिना  उलझे  धागे  सी !

जैसे हवा  में  गिरता एक पंख  का  टुकड़ा ...

न  तो  उड़  सकता  और  न  गिरता  जमीन  पे ..

बहता  रहता  अपनी  हलकी  सी  काया  लिए ...

चढ़  जाता  किसी  भी  फूंक  की  सवारी !

जैसे  पेड़  पे  एक  सूखा  पत्ता ..

जो  अटका  है  एक  सूखे  हुए  सिरे  से ..

अपने  वजूद  से  अलग  होके  भी

जुड़ा  है  किसी  जोड़  से ..

या

एक  ढलान  पे  लुड़कता  हुआ  पत्थर ...

झरने  के  पानी  सा  बहता...

किस  राह पे  जायेगा  वो ..

या  रुक  जायेगा  किसी  तने  से  टकरा  के ..

या  फिर  एक  पानी  की  बूंद  सी ..

जो  चली  थी  बादल  से ...

एक  अनजानी  सी  राह  पे ;

उड़ेगी  हवा  के  साथ  या  पहुंचेगी  ज़मीन  पर ...

गिरेगी  किसी  पत्ते  पे  या  मिलेगी  समंदर  से ...

बनने  को  फिर  से  एक  बूँद ...कभी पानी से भाप .. कभी  भाप  से  पानी   !

मेरी ज़िन्दगी!!

(c) प्रदीप सिंह  

Story of Chandu

Chandu....he is not a fictitious character, he is a poor boy, about ten year old, who, when asked about his age, said he don't know. Till last friday, his father, an immigrant from a village in Bihar used to come to collect the garbage at my home in Delhi. Since two days Chandu was coming to collect garbage instead of his father.

     Today when he came, I asked , "School jate ho?".. He said, "Jab baba the tab jate the". Then I came to know, his father died two days back. Poor fellow. He told me that he get just about 100-150 Rs for collecting garbage. He is now alone with his mother, who is also not educated. I asked, "Agar main tumhne sau rupaye doon to kya karoge, padoge?" He replied, "yahan kuchh nahi hoga, Ghar jake padenge". He will be going back to Bihar on fourth of next month. I asked him to wait for a minute and then I gave him two hundred rupee notes and told, "ek se apni kitaben lena and dusre se jo man ho karna". Chandu looked very much obliged and surprised too. When he was leaving, I asked , "Are apna naam to batado yar". He replied .."Chandu". I said to him..."Chandu, Padna...Padae se hi sab hota hai". And then Chandu left to pick garbage from other houses.

I hope this small contribution , which might not do much do help him financially, would certainly motivate him to do good in life.

When first day I saw Chandu, I felt frustrated. All this right to education and child labour laws seems hollow. We all know that the laws see just one side of problem. They don't give an option of rehabilitation of children like Chandu. I am sure his father did not want his child to be a labourer like him, picking garbage from houses. Before education, people need to survive. 

    I, with a feeling of helplessness, thought that what I can do! But that would really be pathetic. We can certainly do, at least a little. And I did what I wanted to and I wish I could do more...or may be I will do more. You never know when this small help can make a big difference. I request all to look around and if you see any young child being deprived of education, do at least something. Those two hundred rupees are nothing for us, it is the price of the movie ticket I watched yesterday.  But for Chandu, it's a Month salary....it can at least partially help him to educate himself....and imagine how much moral support he will get. He won't see this world as a cruel place that gave him a fatherless life with poverty and misery. He will be more optimistic and work hard to fight all hindrances and may be, will become a valuable citizen of the country.

marriage and "man vs woman"

The institution of marriage is one of the greatest parts of civilized life. This is an equation which disturbs the equilibrium and tends to create a new one. Both the girl and the boy enter into a life full of responsibility, leaving behind a care free life full of freedom. As it is said that the man loses his bachelor’s degree and the woman get her Master’s! However, this great tradition is loaded with tonnes of expectations from each family. The husband is supposed to be treating the wife as the most important person, jokingly termed as “joru ka gulam” and the wife, who leaves her own family and accept the new house as her own is expected to follow the norms of her in-law's house.

But if husband ignores wife’s need, he is being a good man probably by not being “joru ka gulam” and if the girl tries to look for some autonomy, she is a rebellion.  All the burden of family's pride and respect is always on woman .Our TV serials had played a great role in maligning sas-bahu relations, but that’s not the focus right now. All I need to say is that the girl is expected to adapt with new family while there is no such expectation on the other side. She certainly loses the comfort and independence of what she used to enjoy at her Mayka. Why is she supposed to call even the younger sister-in-law and brother-in-law as bhaia and didi. Why is she supposed to follow the instructions instead of deciding herself what to do and what not to? Why a mature, self dependent girl suddenly treated as naive to take her own decisions and expected to take permission for even small things. And if she doesn’t, she is too “modern” who don’t have respect for traditions. If the boy stay out at office for longer or go out to meet friends, it’s his fundamental right, but if the girl want to do same, she has to inform in-laws and take permission in advance, and mostly her such needs are not an important thing, even if it’s a matter of great significance for her. And generally the opposite sex friends and not welcome. Some people might counter argue here for giving rationale of respect for traditions and wish of elders for these prejudices against the woman. But there is no question of rational here, it’s the situation and it’s so deep rooted that even we can’t dig up to the rationale. Moreover, the tradition and the rational are not always in sync as the rational keep changing with time. If I give example of sati pratha ...contemporary people justified such inhuman tradition. You can say that sati was an extreme case, however the extremities help to understand the direction if not the intensity, and I want to emphasize the negativity of the situation here.

The question is probably too obvious with centuries of exploitation and suppression, the woman is certainly a disadvantaged group not only socially but also psychologically! I don't know what more to write about it. The opinion would be very subjective and a social change is always too slow.

A bit of philosophy about friendship and love

I am notorious being a preacher. Willingly or unwillingly.. in need or not in need.. my friends has to bear my own philosophical preaching. But at the other end I myself don’t prefer anyone else to preach me ( yes , only I am allowed to lecture myself).

However, sometimes I feel like being a really strong philosopher come preacher and I really try hard to fight the problems of life with some fundas. So this time I take this opportunity to write about a very sensitive topic, which I myself found very relevant and has lectured myself a lot.

“What to do when a opposite sex friend start mixing friendship and love???”

Hello!! What you will find here is not the straight answer to this question. And as it’s supposed to be, the philosophy is not to solve the problem but to find the way to solve it.

And one more thing is that, my thoughts here are applied for both boys and girls. So it’s not that I am just putting my own thing when i got confused about being in love with some female friends. (I really mean that plural marking ‘s’ in friends :-)). Actually problem with people like me is that being a “nice guy” , we end up being a “nice friend” cum “best friend” cum “special friend” but NOT “boy friend” ( phewww....Thank God..) . And and and, in all conversation like this blog, i have a habit to talk and comment to myself (you see all that text in ()), please bear with that.

Enough prologue, let’s start now. So the first and foremost is that Try to keep things simple. If something is really bothering your mind, just be honest to that, think about it from an outer perspective*. So once you have thought enough about it, talk to your friend. But be bit careful here. You gotta be bit causal and very simple. Don’t forget to make him/her believe that you are and will always remain good friends.

I really don’t like the thoughts about risking a friendship for love. I am sure there will be lot of quotations on this topic. Now i think this theory is old when people used to say that a boy and a girl can’t be just friends, come on.. look around. .. Do you still think so?? Probably that would have been the time when there used be a minimal interaction between young boys and girls and so the so called friendship was the first step towards love.

Coming back to the context, the problem is that we get pre-occupied with ideas like “what if she said no”, how will she react”, “do he also feel the same about me” or “will be ever be that good as we are”. I think a friend is the only person with whom you can talk about anything without having much risk. So there might be little bit confusion and turbulence in the beginning but things settle down with time. So give yourself time. Don’t rush to get something, you have nothing to loose and you still have a good friend out there, s/he is not going anywhere. Sometimes you may get a very positive and encouraging response, may be your friend is also bit confused**. Or it may be just opposite also, you may end up in a fight and come back with your head full of frustration. So give things time let him/her think about it. Believe me, no one want to lose friends.

Now here are lot of possible scenarios. The extreme being simple and all intermediate states being chaotic. I have this habit of taking scientific or mathematical explanations. So if he and she are x and y coordinates, here is how i think things may go.

1. (+,+): both have similar emotion and feel that they are in love.

2. (+,-):boy is in love ( by this i mean he “think” that he is in love) but not the girl.

3. (-,-): both are not in love

4. (-,+): girl in love (again this is what she thinks) but not the boy.

I will explain this some other day that what is the difference between “thinking” that you are in love and actually “being” in love.

So for case1, congrats.. what best you can get as a life partner other than your best friend. Lucky you. You have a 2-in-one companion. J.

The only possible problem, which can be not only is this case but always, is that there might be social constraint like cast and social status etc. We are not going to talk about that.

Case2: hmmm.. here comes the complicated case.. you think you are the best for her. You do anything more than a boyfriend could ever do, but alas, you are not the one!!! She never felt that for you. Now first thing that will bother you is a big “WHY”. So my friend.. please don’t think about this ‘why’ so much. And a warning, don’t even think about discussing this with other friends or never about talking to her family directly. You can't take here the advantage of being friend. However, sharing with some very trustworthy friend (other than her) will help you feel better. Winning a girl’s heart is not easy, and let her decide it. Don’t let this friend factor come here telling what is good or bad for her. May be you can give yourself and also to her more time. And if you find it very difficult , take a break, limit your interaction ( of course temporarily ) and try to get involved in other things to get de-focused from this. I am not going to tell how to make her fall in love with you. That’s a completely different story and out of scope here. Don't expect she will get enlightened about your love! Here taking the simplest and perhaps the pessimistic approach, Simply accept the fact that she doesn’t love you. You can still be good friends.

Case3: Well.. again a simple case. No problem. We are not at all talking about this case in this whole theory!!

Case 4: Oh my dear. You are such a sweet nice girl the best that idiot can ever get. But he never thought it that way. Now what. Again here the same thing as case 2 applies. But as a girl psychology is considered to be complex, I don’t think a small paragraph will suffice. Again, give yourself time. I believe that girls are stronger in this case and can control their emotions.However, things can be really complicated here.But please don't forget that life existed with happiness even before you fell in love. There are people in this world who cares for you and you are a really meaningful asset and an important person. Be brave to accept this. Again i am not going to talk about how to make him fall in love with you. I am kind of believer of "let the things happen".

Ah.. enough for today.. may be some other day i will add to this. May be i can have different chapters as i have left so many pointer here :-)

*By saying ”outer perspective”, i mean thinking in a way that you are not ‘in’ the situation, but out of the situation. Take it as being an external observer instead of one being in the context.

**Well, the response strongly depends on the current mental state of your friend. He/she might be feeling lonely and may get carried away finding love coming his/her way. Or in contrast one may having some really bizarre situation in life ( which even you may not know) and when you come with your view, one may get irritated taking this as another stupid problem. Or depending on someone’s psyche, any kind of response in possible and i believe that should not be taken as final one.

Life's Little Instruction Book

I found this is fwd mails and is already on so many sites and blogs.. but still I would like to have it in my blog!!

The next great thing after pravs I found putting inspiration with a smile!!

Life's Little Instruction Book

Have a firm handshake.

Look people in the eye.
Sing in the shower.
Own a great stereo system.

If in a fight, hit first and hit hard.
Keep secrets.
Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen everyday.
Always accept an outstretched hand.

Be brave. Even if you're not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference.
Avoid sarcastic remarks.
Choose your life's mate carefully. From this one decision will come 90 per cent of all your happiness or misery.

Make it a habit to do nice things for people who will never find out.
Lend only those books you never care to see again.
Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all that they have.
When playing games with children, let them win.
Give people a second chance, but not a third.

Be romantic.
Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.
Don't allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It's there for your convenience, not the caller's.

Be a good loser.
Be a good winner.
Think twice before burdening a friend with a secret.
When someone hugs you, let them be the first to let go.

Keep it simple. Be modest. A lot was accomplished before you were born.
Beware of the person who has nothing to lose.
Don't burn bridges. You'll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.
Live your life so that your epitaph could read, No Regrets

Be bold and courageous. When you look back on life, you'll regret the things you didn't do more than the one's you did.
Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.
Remember no one makes it alone. Have a grateful heart and be quick to acknowledge those who helped you.
Take charge of your attitude. Don't let someone else choose it for you.

Visit friends and relatives when they are in hospital; you need only stay a few minutes.
Begin each day with some of your favourite music.
Once in a while, take the scenic route.
Send a lot of Valentine cards. Sign them, 'Someone who thinks you're terrific.'

Answer the phone with enthusiasm and energy in your voice.
Keep a note pad and pencil on your bed-side table. Million-dollar
ideas sometimes strike at 3 a.m.
Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.

Send your loved ones flowers. Think of a reason later.
Make someone's day by paying the toll for the person in the car behind you.
Become someone's hero.
Marry only for love.

Count your blessings.
Compliment the meal when you're a guest in someone's home.
Wave at the children on a school bus.
Remember that 80 per cent of the success in any job is based on our ability to deal with people.

Don't expect life to be fair.

A fruit wala, A bus wala and we

Today morning while coming to office what I saw is worth sharing. I saw something really good which revived my belief that we are still a supportive and cooperative and society, not just busy in our own things.
We were crossing Basantkunj-Mahipalpur road on my way to Gurgaon. In the mid of road a fruit vendor, whose cycle was probably got misbalanced by the coming bus, had all his fruits fallen on the road. That guy were standing there helpless putting his cycle aside from road. The bus driver probably had some sympathy and didn’t run over his fruits. I and my friend Akash realised that clearing of this will take time and may cause a traffic jam and also in the worst case the bus might have to move forward crushing the whole day’s business of that poor guy. I parked my car at side of the road and we came forward help that guy in collecting all fruits and putting back in the basket.
And suddenly what I saw was surprising…. One scooter guy and one motor bike also stopped and few pedestrians crossing the road also came forward. And there were about 6-7 people, to join this altruism. And in less than 2 minutes, it was all clear. Wow!!! We were so happy to see this!! This would have been really a motivating and feel good incident for all viewers there. Then we took a sigh of relief that it’s not only American’s, we also have a culture to help and support others. India is changing, and as our father of the nation said… Be the change you want to see.

Value of life ( Dil se )

This is really a serious issue. We Indians really don't feel the importance of life, unless we are the ones who have lost someone.

Our Govt does not take action, not because it does not have the power, but because we don't demand, for them as well as us these things are like - CHALTA HAI!!
this cartoon is made by my friend Nitin.



for more Dil se cartoon, please visit
http://www.sirdard.com/dilse.htm

Bachpan ke din..good old days!!

Read Till Last(Read when wanna get nostalgic)

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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 zindagi' ..
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 for the '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-chaudaris and billus
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
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 happiness didn't mean getting vulnerable to the
listener ...
When blacks and whites were the favorite 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 scenaries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of
some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows...

....sachi kya din hote tha woh.....jab hum 8 baje se Chitrahar ka wait karte
tha har wednesday ko...aur in betweeen..."Rukawat ka liya khed hai" :sorry
for the interruption aajata tha to kitna gussa aata tha,.....
woh time jab hum Chacha Chuadhri aur Raka ki mutbhar pada karte tha, pinky
and billo, mama bhanja, motu patlo......chunni chachi...waow man ....kya din
tha woh...
I think that was the real bachpan which we enjoyed.....


Machhali Jal ki Rani hai
Jeewan uska paani hai
hath lagao darr jayegi
bahar nikalo mar jayegi...


Posham pa bhai posham pa
sau(100) rupay ki ghadi churayi
ab to jail mein jana padega
jail ki roti khana padega
jail ka pani peena padega
thayi thuiya thush
madari baba fushhhhhh....

Ghoda jamal khayi,
picche dekho maar khayi
raste mein chalta tha
uski chiththi gir gayi
kisi ne utha lee
laad saab ko de di
laad saab ne phaad phood ke phenk di

Jhooth bolna paap hai
nadi kinare saanp hai
kali mai aayegi
tumko utha le jayegi...


jhooth bolna paap hai
nadi kinare saanp hai
vahi tumhara baap hai
hahahhahhaha


aaj somvar hai,
chuhe ko bukhar hai
chuha gaya doctor ke pass
doctor ne lagayi sui
chula bola ooooiiiii


aalu-kachalu beta kaha gaye the
bandar ki jhopdi mein so rahe the
bandar ne laat maari ro rahe the
mummy ne paise diye has rahe the


titlee udi,bus mein chadi
seet na mili ,to rone lagi
driver bola aaja mere pass
titlee boli "hat badmash"


chanda mama door ke
puye pakaye bhoor ke
aap khaye thali mein
munne ko de pyali mein


Maanavta ke man-mandir mein, gyaan ka deep jala do
Karunanidhaan Bhagwaan mere Bhaarat ko swarg bana do

Dukh daridrata ka naash karo,
Maanav ke kasht mita do
Amrit ki varsha barsakar
Bhookh ki aag bujha do.
He Kuber Bhandari, jag mein dhaan ke dher laga do
Karunanidhaan Bhagwan mere Bhaarat ko swarg bana do.

akkad bakkad bumbe bol
80-90 pure 100
100 mein laga dhaga
chor nikal ke bhaga...

raja ki raani soti thi
moti ki maala boti thi....


chadrakanta ki kahani
ye maana hai purani
ye purani ho kar bhi
badi lagti hai suhaani
naugarh vijaygarh main thi takrar
naugarh ka tha jo raajkumar
chandrakanta se karta tha pyar
chandrakanta se karta tha pyar...


budhe baba budhde baba
kahan jaa rahe ho
NADEE KINAARE
nadeee to ye rahi(pointing to the circle)
CHHOTI SI HAI
1 paisa daalo badi ho jaayegi
(baba 1 paisa daalta hai)
AB BHI CHHOTI HAI
1 paisa daalo aur badhi ho jaayegi


meri roti kisne khai
bhalu ne
bhalu to mere saath tha
haathi ne
haathi to mere saath tha
sher ne
sher bhi mere saath tha
hum ne..............

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When being smart meant being more helpful and intelligent rather than making other fool for going forward pushing others backward.
In short..we are getting selfish..now we are so busy in making our life that we are not enjoying it at all...its like we are in rush to get a goal..but our attention is more on path rather than the goal! We are too aggressive to reach the destination that we are not enjoying the journey! I have posted this so that we dont forget that life is possible even without mobile phones, internet and sci phi things, what matters is how happy we can make others !!
So never miss a opportunity to enjoy...to have a talk with old frens.. to remember how simple life can be!
Enjoy!