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Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
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Sunday, June 19, 2011

Our Past Days

Our Past Days

When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches!

When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes!
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
Yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!
When we started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to
Calculators and computers!

When we chased one another in the
corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!

When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!

When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!
When few played "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the
Confines of classroom!

Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!

When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!
When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer" window seats in our School bus!

While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint",
"kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them. ..

The smile pockets a rattling controversy.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Gone are the days, Our Past Days

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!

We learnt,

We enjoyed,

We played,

We won,

We lost,

We laughed,

We cried,

We fought,

We thought.

With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!
Gone are the days
When we used to talk for hours with our friends!

Now we don't have time to say a 'Hi'!

Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we Code on the road with laptop!

Gone are the days
When we saw stars Shining at Night!

Now we see stars when our code doesn't Work!
Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!

Now we chat in chat rooms.....!

Gone are the days
Where we studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets
and still fun filled on our hearts!!

Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!
Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!

Now we don't shout even at home

Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!

Now we give lectures to all...
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever .....

Gone are the Days.... But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!

NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO
LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS...

I'm looking for you in the woods tonight

I'm looking for you in the woods tonight,

I'm looking Looking for you in my flashlight,

I'm searching From in the high or down the ocean

And I face myself in reason

Gain the wolf Gain the wolf

Conjure me as a child Slipping down a webside

Stretch up I cannot reach him

Jumping up they drag him from the water

I watch them march him into life

I watch them take him from the pale Into the sky for your eagle eye

The sun seeds a sickle and a scythe Ridicule

they won't allow Quench abuse and let love flower

Rip the cage out of your chest

Let the chaos rule the rest

Show without showing

What you know without knowing

Twigs snap eye / I catch no canoe only you and me

Alone on the ol' teal sea

Dissolving who we are

Call out for yesterdays destiny come

We're on a foreign shore

It was your mark of falling

I was the car still running

And when you call i'll be your shield for life

And if you feel it you will fly

The sun should have been with me

When I was set to fall in

As I was set to fall in, As I was set to fall in

As I was set to fall in, As I was set to fall in

As I was set to fall in, As I was set to fall in

As I was set to fall in, As I was set to fall in

As I was set to fall in, As I was set to fall in

As I was set to fall in, As I was set to fall in

Friday, June 17, 2011

Moderate Muslims get vocal in Indonesia

Fahira Idris recalls the day she visited the headquarters of the Islamic Defenders Front (FPI), a group known for its violent acts and vocal support for Sharia law.

"Of course I was terrified, but I was there on behalf of hundreds of people," says Fahira, with a warm smile. Since its birth in 1998 the FPI has made its name raiding bars, nightclubs and restaurants open during the fasting month of Ramadan. But the most infamous incident took place in 2008, when the group attacked a rally staged in support of religious tolerance.

The incident led to the arrest of FPI leader Habib Rizieq Shihab, a Saudi-educated scholar who has become the face of radical Islam in Indonesia. When Fahira visited their headquarters last year she took hundreds of petitions and emails, demanding the group to drop their violent dogma. In the end both parties agreed to disagree, but the meeting itself was a milestone.

It was the first time a member of public, not someone holding office, had come forward to talk with the FPI leader and express their concern. "It was three days before the start of holy Ramadan month and I said, okay, if no one's going to say this to their face, then I will," says Fahira, a practising Muslim. Despite there being no conclusion to the meeting, last year's Ramadan went by without any violent attacks from FPI members.

Many public figures - including Islamic figureheads - have openly called for the dissolution of FPI, but the authorities have repeatedly insisted they can't find any criminal evidence to ban the group, once described by the International Crisis Group as an "urban thug organisation". "We have been staying on the sidelines and discussing this for far too long," says Fahira. She says Islam in Indonesia should not be represented by the face of the FPI, and she's convinced that many Muslims in the country share her belief.

"It's just that they choose to be quiet." Vocal opposition Being vocal is not the norm among Muslim moderates in Indonesia, where almost 185 of its 230 million people follow Islam, making it the world's biggest Muslim nation by population. "The militants will always be noisier although the moderates outnumber them by millions," says Ulil Abshar Abdalla, a Muslim activist who campaigns relentlessly for pluralism in Indonesia. But his vocal opposition to Sharia law in Indonesia comes at a price. Ulil received his first murder threat after he founded the Liberal Islam Network in 2001.

Earlier this year Ulil was the target of a bomb hidden inside a book titled, 'They must be killed because of their sin against Islam'. He was unharmed, but the police officer who opened the package lost his right arm. A group of young men who the police describe as 'a new breed of terror' were later declared as suspects. Police also foiled an attempted attack on a church outside Jakarta, allegedly by the same men. "I was worried, of course. But we can't stop because of things like that," says the Harvard graduate. Misused momentum Indonesia has recently been hit by a series of small outbursts of religious violence after a long period of peace.

On the outskirts of the capital a Christian man was stabbed following a local dispute over building a church inside a Muslim neighbourhood. In February 2011 three people were killed when an angry mob attacked supporters of the Ahmadiyah Muslim sect in Umbulan village, Pandeglang, Banten. The Ahmadi movement follows the teachings of the Koran, but is regarded by orthodox Muslims as heretical because it does not believe that Mohammed was the final prophet sent to guide mankind.

According to Ulil Abshar, Islam has enjoyed a political revival in Indonesia since former president Suharto stepped down 13 years ago, but this momentum has been misused by some for political gain. "For some, it manifested into intolerance and violence in the name of Islam," says Ulil. Islam was suppressed as a political power under President Suharto, who held office for 32 years until his resignation in 1998. This largely stemmed from Suharto's fear of creating an alternative focus of power. Authorities also discouraged strong public displays of Islamic values, fearing a rise in fundamentalism.

Analysts say the absence of autocratic ruling has created room for radicalism. The problem has also been made worse because some hardliners are known to receive backing by former generals, who seek political gain from them. "Either for political or personal reasons, authorities are sometimes reluctant to take firm action against them. Hence that makes them feel privileged," says Ulil. Radicalisation of youth Despite recent crackdowns, the FPI says it now has more members than ever before.

A recent survey found that almost half of high school pupils around Jakarta approved of the use of violence in the name of religion and morality. "This is indeed an astonishing result," says Bambang Pranowo, a professor at the Jakarta Islamic State University, which ran the survey. Pranowo believes this is the result of a vacuum created by moderate Muslims who have not been pro-active enough to discourage radicalism. "As a result the youth absorbed ideas from anywhere else, in this case also from the radicals," says Pranowo.

He also blames the media for creating 'hype' over the hardliners activities. "The media went wild with the news of Imam Samudra being executed," he says, referring to the Bali bomber. He insists that some of the media coverage tended to "glorify" the convicted bombers. "When the public are fed up with news on corruption and injustice, apparently some find solace in people who show they can fight for justice their own way," says Pranowo.

In the months since the results of Pranowo's survey two of Indonesia's biggest moderate Islam organisations, Muhammadiyah and Nahdatul Ulama, have been under review. While some high ranking government officials have denounced the survey in public, both Islamic organisations admit the survey was a wake-up call. "I've been invited to countless occasions by both organisations, also their top notch ulemas, who are really worried about this," says Pranowo. Fahira Idries says she's working on a campaign using social media.

"We initiated this Love Peace Movement around Indonesia via twitter and now we have about 10,000 members already," she says. "Teachings can only be challenged by teachings, belief by belief. Don't count on others to do it for you". http://meandmysansar.blogspot.com/

Saturday, June 11, 2011

My success story will inspire comman man: Narayana Murthy

A self-proclaimed common man who created uncommon wealth for shareholders, employees and the founders got a warm farewell at the 30th annual general meeting of Infosys. N R Narayana Murthy on Saturday chaired the AGM for the last time as he hangs up his boots in August at Infosys — his "middle child".

Addressing shareholders, among whom sat people with just 15 shares and those with lakhs, Murthy said: "I am an average person with many below-average attributes.... My little story should be a confidence-booster for every average person in the world (so) that he or she can make a difference, at least in a small way, to this world."

Such typical humility apart, what's incontestable is the fact that Murthy will go down as the architect of one of the biggest wealth-creation stories in India. Infosys employees, through stock options, have benefited to the extent of Rs 50,000 crore as the company has distributed 27% of its equity among them. The dividend distributed among the shareholders amounts to Rs 11,623 crore. The market capitalisation of Infosys, with 4.5 lakh shareholders, has annually grown at a compounded rate of 50% since 1994, making it India's second most valued technology company.

Watched by his newlywed son Rohan, daughter-in-law Lakshmi, wife Sudha and the families of other founders and senior executives, Murthy said turning 30 — Infosys is in its 30th year of operations — is a good time to reflect and look ahead. Thirty is also a time to break new ground.

The company, which announced four new members to its board — V Balakrishnan, Ashok Vemuri, BG Srinivas and Anne Fudge — is positioning itself for a new version: Infosys 3.0. Murthy said: "The crucial things we have to do are: be firm in pursuing our values, recognize our weaknesses, embrace meritocracy, be open-minded about learning from people better than us, learn from our mistakes and not repeat them, be humble, honest and courteous, be firm in taking quick decisions."

"The Infosys journey has been an integral part of my life. My colleagues say Infosys is an inseparable part of me, and I am an inseparable part of Infosys. I have been a No. 1 actor in every major decision taken in this company so far. I have rejoiced in every milestone of the company." He admitted: "It is not easy for me to deliver my last address at this forum. As I speak, a mosaic of images from the past whizz through my mind. The list seems endless, and it would be difficult to narrate them all. The day we assembled in my tiny apartment in Mumbai to decide that respect from every shareholder was the most valuable thing for us, was momentous.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

The Earth Is Full

You really do have to wonder whether a few years from now we’ll look back at the first decade of the 21st century — when food prices spiked, energy prices soared, world population surged, tornados plowed through cities, floods and droughts set records, populations were displaced and governments were threatened by the confluence of it all — and ask ourselves: What were we thinking? How did we not panic when the evidence was so obvious that we’d crossed some growth/climate/natural resource/population redlines all at once?

“The only answer can be denial,” argues Paul Gilding, the veteran Australian environmentalist-entrepreneur, who described this moment in a new book called “The Great Disruption: Why the Climate Crisis Will Bring On the End of Shopping and the Birth of a New World.” “When you are surrounded by something so big that requires you to change everything about the way you think and see the world, then denial is the natural response. But the longer we wait, the bigger the response required.”

Gilding cites the work of the Global Footprint Network, an alliance of scientists, which calculates how many “planet Earths” we need to sustain our current growth rates. G.F.N. measures how much land and water area we need to produce the resources we consume and absorb our waste, using prevailing technology. On the whole, says G.F.N., we are currently growing at a rate that is using up the Earth’s resources far faster than they can be sustainably replenished, so we are eating into the future. Right now, global growth is using about 1.5 Earths. “Having only one planet makes this a rather significant problem,” says Gilding.

This is not science fiction. This is what happens when our system of growth and the system of nature hit the wall at once. While in Yemen last year, I saw a tanker truck delivering water in the capital, Sana. Why? Because Sana could be the first big city in the world to run out of water, within a decade. That is what happens when one generation in one country lives at 150 percent of sustainable capacity.

“If you cut down more trees than you grow, you run out of trees,” writes Gilding. “If you put additional nitrogen into a water system, you change the type and quantity of life that water can support. If you thicken the Earth’s CO2 blanket, the Earth gets warmer. If you do all these and many more things at once, you change the way the whole system of planet Earth behaves, with social, economic, and life support impacts. This is not speculation; this is high school science.”

It is also current affairs. “In China’s thousands of years of civilization, the conflict between humankind and nature has never been as serious as it is today,” China’s environment minister, Zhou Shengxian, said recently. “The depletion, deterioration and exhaustion of resources and the worsening ecological environment have become bottlenecks and grave impediments to the nation’s economic and social development.” What China’s minister is telling us, says Gilding, is that “the Earth is full. We are now using so many resources and putting out so much waste into the Earth that we have reached some kind of limit, given current technologies. The economy is going to have to get smaller in terms of physical impact.”

We will not change systems, though, without a crisis. But don’t worry, we’re getting there.

We’re currently caught in two loops: One is that more population growth and more global warming together are pushing up food prices; rising food prices cause political instability in the Middle East, which leads to higher oil prices, which leads to higher food prices, which leads to more instability. At the same time, improved productivity means fewer people are needed in every factory to produce more stuff. So if we want to have more jobs, we need more factories. More factories making more stuff make more global warming, and that is where the two loops meet.

But Gilding is actually an eco-optimist. As the impact of the imminent Great Disruption hits us, he says, “our response will be proportionally dramatic, mobilizing as we do in war. We will change at a scale and speed we can barely imagine today, completely transforming our economy, including our energy and transport industries, in just a few short decades.”

We will realize, he predicts, that the consumer-driven growth model is broken and we have to move to a more happiness-driven growth model, based on people working less and owning less. “How many people,” Gilding asks, “lie on their death bed and say, ‘I wish I had worked harder or built more shareholder value,’ and how many say, ‘I wish I had gone to more ballgames, read more books to my kids, taken more walks?’ To do that, you need a growth model based on giving people more time to enjoy life, but with less stuff.”

Sounds utopian? Gilding insists he is a realist.

“We are heading for a crisis-driven choice,” he says. “We either allow collapse to overtake us or develop a new sustainable economic model. We will choose the latter. We may be slow, but we’re not stupid.”

Monday, March 28, 2011

End Of School Life

pic - my friends
tushar, nazir and me

After Spending ten years in school (International School, Patna) there came a day when we had to say farewell to our school mates, class mates & childhood friends. This unforgettable moment came on Thursday in December 9, 2004. This day was our last class in the school.

Whole day we enjoyed ourselves but at the dismissal everyone was sad, every eyes had tears. No one could say that we all were enjoying the whole day. We left our class X-B at 13:57:20 hrs. On this day we all shared our thoughts with each other by writing  our thoughts on each others shirt.

But there were two friends ( Urvashi Jha and Minakshi Singh ) of ours who had tears in their eyes whole day. This was because of the punishment given to them by our principal mam (Mrs Farhat Hasan), without the faults of their own. Some students had shouted in the assembly hall and our P.T. teacher Mr. Viswajeet took out them from the line and placed them before the principal mam. And principal mam made both of them stand on the stage holding their ears till the assembly lasted.

After the dismissal we planned to enjoy a party with our friends. We went to Roti (a reastaurant opposite of A.N. college). We the three hostellers (me, Raj Kashyap and Preetesh Monu) took permission from principal mam to go out with our friends who sent Mr Sameer (P.T. teacher) with us. We all went to the Roti and Sameer sir waited outside. We had lunch, drinks and a lot of enjoyment their for more than an hour. After that we all were ready to depart and one Kumar Aditya started crying. Some of us came forward to console him and we also started crying.

All this took another half an hour but finally with tears we all hugged each other and finally departed. Everyone had only one thing to say “hum phir milenge”.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Touching story





An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.



The Father asked his Son, "What is this?" 
The Son replied "It is a crow".

After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, "What is this?" 

The Son said "Father, I have just now told you "It's a crow". 


After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time, "What is this?"


At this time some ex-press ion of irritation was felt in the Son's tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. "It's a crow, a crow". 

A little after, the Father again asked his Son the 4th time, "What is this?" 


This time the Son shouted at his Father, "Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times 'IT IS A CROW'.  Are you not able to understand this?" 
  

A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. 
  
When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :- 
"Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time he asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. 
I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child". 
  
While the little child asked him 23 times "What is this", the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed. 
So.. 
If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents. From today say this aloud, "I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me. 
  
They crossed all mountains and valleys without seeing the storm and heat to make me a person presentable in the society today". 
Say a prayer to God, "I will serve my old parents in the BEST way. I will say all good and kind words to my dear parents, no matter how they behave.




Monday, December 6, 2010

DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument.

Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.



A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well as she used to and he

thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach

her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem. The Doctor

told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to

give the Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.



Here's what you do," said the Doctor, "stand about 40 feet away from

her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears

you.

If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and s o on until you get a

response."



That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was

in the den. He says to himself, "I'm about 40 feet away, let's see

what happens.."

Then in a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for dinner?"



No response.



So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his

wife and repeats, "Honey, what's for dinner?"



Still no response.



Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his



wife and asks, Honey, what's for dinner?"



Again he gets no response so,



He walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. "Honey, what's

for dinner?"



Again there is no response.



So he walks right up behind her. "Honey, what's for dinner?"





"James, for the FIFTH time I've said, CHICKEN!"



Moral of the story:

The problem may not be with the other one as we always think,

could be very much within us..!