An interesting snippet from a Book called: INDIA POSITIVE CITIZEN: Building a great Nation, one India Positive action at a time
Welcome to 'Happy Junction' Blog. This is just an attempt for you to think"What Makes you Happy"; thinking is good, but what we think must INK. Then only it has its value.Your views would help me to improve. " Happy Reading
No longer are we catching up for coffee and laughs, caroms
for tea-break etc. WhatsApps, FBs, Twitters are bringing us closer but as
humans, we are running far from the personal touch with bunch of people in this
small world called you and me
Going that extra mile is a happy mile…
Let’s swap to mythology for a moment, in Bhagavata Puranam, even “Madam Rukmini’ sent a letter through a bearer to Lord Krishna about her love. http://www.stutimandal.com/gif_bhgvt/rukmini_sandesh.htm (http://www.indianetzone.com/33/rukmini_wife_lord_krishna.htm) receiving that letter, Krishna went to Vidarbha to marry her after couple of deliberations (how to convince, how to fight when someone opposes etc). Apparently Krishna won the hearts of people and married to madam Rukmini on December 31....
felt bad but moved on to next contacts and keep sending to all my teaching fraternity. Surprisingly few contacts are neither my teachers nor into teaching, but felt like I should send and sent it.
I know, you have a question here, why did I send to other than teachers??? My answer is, when we
born, not necessary that our parents are from academia. But still they taught (walk in life); whether we like or not, still learning from them. Siblings must have taught us fight with affection; move on to our friends, they must have taught how to live in this complicated and with multifarious (ferocious) society. When we started working, our colleagues must have taught how cope-up with them.
Interestingly, in my contacts, I have few contacts that are
younger to me and few are children too. I sent the same message. Again you are wondering why I did. Sometime back when I was in close associate’s home, I was playing with his 2 year old son. Suddenly his ball slipped from his buddy hands and went below the cot. As usual, 24 month old baby made at least 240 attempts to reach below the bed for his ball. When he realized it is out of his reach, his pink cheeks got wet. In his attempts, we can learn his determination, in his cry, we can learn the need for that ball, and it is an alarm for us that baby required a support from us. It is learning for us; for everybody. Similarly, if somebody cries for you, it means they need you. It is better to address their tears rather avoiding them.
One quick observation, the present generation kids always teach an elder, they call it as Generation Gap. We observing that for generations, we still don’t want to learn.
Learning happens at every stage in our lives. In this life, we meet so many people and pupils. It is always fun to learn from the both. I am missing my School, College and PGP office. What I learnt is missing…
Happy Learning…Happy Teachers day
wasn’t able to sleep since long, here in Chennai. Last year, I was sleeping till I heard the breakfast bell in my guesthouse at Bangalore. Wish the same luxury bolts in again…today got up early and went to the rest room with Oral-B brush, Himalaya toothpaste and came-out after a shower with new Himalaya anti-dandruff shampoo with Cinthol lime soap bath. Searching for a Cycle Agarbathi to say good morning to God and lighting the lamp with Uddayam Oil. Looking for Britannia bread with mother’s recipe pickle, hurly burly ironing the blue stripes The Cottons shirt; namke vaste polishing the woodland shoes and locking the room with Godrej keys….and drive Hero Honda via Women's Christian College to FICCI office and have lunch at Taj Connemera after the seminar. Come back to room and login in my Dell desktop; play Sony Music and have Nestle Curd with Basmathi Rice. In between engaging with my Sony Erickson mobile and express my voices with all my loved ones. This is my routine in a day.
This afternoon while I was in Pothy’s signal...what these names are and why are we so attached to these names starting from Bangalore to loved ones via Sony…
Few days back, I and my friend logged into a home-appliance showroom to buy a video player. While observing so many brands with confusing tags, my friend picked-up one stylish and a trendy player. As Indian typical customer, we asked the store guy to check the product. The store manager with lots of enthusiasm, happiness on his face made us more curious to hear / see the output of the player. But it was not for a long time, store guy making his best efforts in playing that trendy player, plugged in all the necessary cables, inserted compact disk….every damn possible thing he made. My friend being a software coax, he keyed all possible ways. But all his efforts went in vain. Before we shifted to another brand, I just wanted to make a last attempt to see what could be the reason; we requested the store guy to change the Compact Disk. Hope started beating on us, trust me…it’s a perfect match between the Trendy and Tidy Disk. Finally we just laughed and billed the same.
Few days back I had been to my relatives' place where I met her after a long time. If I recollect my meeting with her was close to 4-5 years back where she was very calm and living in a reclusive atmosphere. I could make-out there could be 4 to 5 hundred problems knocking at her every day. Assuming that, I was reserved till I knock the door. But the moment, I stepped into their place, believe me, the warmness has coolness in her reception along with her spouse and a kutty Dog. I must say, now she has 4-5 thousand elephants’ strength and smiley faces around her. After spending a good time with the rejuvenate’ couple who track our tradition and customs with love and affection, I re-energized myself to drive down in a traffic ridden area to reach my room.
You may also argue that it’s not possible without compromising and adjusting….days can not move in smooth. I totally agree, the same compromise and adjustments has to be a part of compatibility but not act as a force / direct the compatibility of 'two individuals' / among ourselves / or even two products like I mentioned in the above. If it forces you to do against your will, you are adjusting out of fear. You are compromising out of inability or helpless situations.