Saturday, August 29, 2009

If... and only If !!!


I read this poem as part of my school curriculum. It’s been 13 years now and I remember the page where it was written in the book. The course was over, the poem was well read. The meaning as taught by teachers was well understood but the application was never taught. Some verses are not to be taught, they are there to just to be shown to you. May be that had clicked me sometime in early 2000s when I recalled this poem after someone stated the name of the poem in one of the institute lectures.


IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

-By, Rudyard Kipling


I want to write what I think about the poem; how it has guided me over the years; how it helps me to be saner every time the rule of practical sanity wins over the pure sanity; how it grows to make me long for growing within myself, looking for the corrections here and there first for me myself, preparing for a more presentable and understandable outlook and still accept that the things are still not there; how it gives courage to me to believe in forgiving, forgetting, foregoing, and forecasting the forthcoming uncertainties and still deal them as if I knew it all, I kept mum to dream it all in the reality; how it makes me fight for perfection not allowing my mistakes, make allowance for mistakes of others, dealing both with the importance and still knowing the virtue would prevail even if all this would be gone someday; how it shows me to keep gripping the feet on the ground, waiting for it to slip just to make me fall, making me look for more crippled form of land to show me that my feet are still not strong, my grip is still weak, I have a too long way to go before I can firm strong somewhere; how it leaves me to be left in crowd unnoticed, then makes me show difference once the crowd becomes listeners; how it empowers my hands to go stronger for a firm handshake and then makes me soft enough to caress the cheek of a small baby.

The poem is perfect in showing the different interpretations with the same set of words at different times of life or for different people in the same situation.

It makes you live fully, it makes you to let others live fully.

I wanted to write it all but now I don’t think that I should write anything, let’s leave it to you to interpret, feel, learn and swim, sway, fly in the flow of it.

P.S.: I have posted the video of my favorite player ‘Roger Federer’ reciting my favorite poem ‘If’ with his experience & learning.

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Monday, August 17, 2009

Some old attempts... less than one year old...

It does make it redundant of having same sketches at two places, but i haven't made any new recently, also i thought that the blog is an appropriate medium for creativity and orkut being more like a display of creativity.

~Happy Day!!!

Friday, August 14, 2009

Wo kisna hai...


It was 7 years back when I got the last chance to decorate the Mandir at our Nani’s home for the special occasion of Janmashtmi. Since then things have changed drastically; we moved out, things moved on and now when I am not even 3 km away from the same divine place, I cannot go there for our the biggest festival.

I know we, read Mummi, brothers, all share the same feeling of missing the place very much and when I am decorating the pooja ghar at our home I miss our Nani so much. I believe that there was some energy in her that had bound things so beautifully that even Shri Krishnaji, Laddu Gopal, looked so cute, innocent and perfect child in front of her grace, charisma, simplicity and strength.

The way Shri Krishnaji was taken care of as a small child and the way the festival was celebrated at Nani’s home, I always found Shri Krishnaji very close to me. I remember believing and loving Shri Krishnaji and Shri Hanumanji since the time I have got consciousness. I always have respected Mata Saraswati ji the most.

We used to get papers of different colors, decorative ribbons, golden paper specially to make The Sun at the background of the mandir, some artificial flowers, and many other things. The glue was used to be green and we were warned to not to taste it even by chance, as it was said to be poisonous. Nana was used to get extra milk to make all the pooja deserts, special flowers, bouquets for decoration. Mummi, Nani, Mausis used to arrange clothes for all Bhagwanjis, and shape them with appropriate sizes; make sure that every ornament is clean and all Bhagwanjis are getting royal treatment for the big day; and every dish is perfect to taste as we were never satisfied with only one turn of any of those dishes after the full day fast. Cleaning, decorating Bhagwanjis and full arrangement of all dishes for pooja was used to cover the full evening and the night as well.

But very long before all this, we used to decorate the mandir. First, the old decoration of the mandir was used to torn off brutally by all of us. Then the mandir was cleaned thoroughly. There used to be pile of kachra then. Then the process to make paper flowers was used to start. I got to see bhaiya doing craft of making paper flowers with mausis and mummi when I was very small. Bhaiya was/is always very good in crafts, arts and that had always motivated, inspired and guided me to get me involved with all this. There were used to be 5-6 layers of different colors. Their sizes were used to decrease from the bottom most paper to the top most paper. The bottom one was always the green one, showing the leaf at the base. Then the colors changed to like red, yellow and the last one was golden one giving it the final touch. We used to make a daliya full of these paper flowers. Then, the full mandir was decorated with the colorful paper. The paper flowers were pasted at different places over the colorful paper. At the background center of the madir, The Sun was used to be designed with utmost care. When I was very small, this task was done by mausi, and then bhaiya was used to do it. I also got opportunity to make it in later years. Once everything is placed, the decoration of the outside of the mandir was used to start. Different ribbons, artificial flowers, everything had got some place or other to add to the entire beauty of the divine place.

When I was very small, Nani was used to make a display of the complete life of Shri Krishnaji with all the toys she had. It was used to be a big one. Those times, we were used to sleep before the pooja used to happen or might used to be sleepy at 12 midnight; we used to see the display in the morning. That was used to be THE first thing that we were used to see. We were always amazed to see those beautiful tiny sculptures depicting the full life. The little jhoola of Shri Krishnaji was the most interesting thing for me. I was used to imagine the life of Shri Krishnaji at Gokul and I was quite fascinated of it. In later years when Nani was not well, we used to miss this display very much. I still miss it with the core of my heart.

When everything was done for the mandir, all Bhagwanijis were carefully placed at their right places. From this time onwards, the contribution of we kids was used to be very low. Those days there were not many things on TV and 12 midnight still looked so late. Till 12th standard, we used to sleep by 10:30pm maximum, so 12 midnight was herculean task for all of us. Even if we tried very hard, we were almost on bed by 11pm. Then we were asked to get up just before 12. It was a big burden for us and by the time we reached the Madir, the pooja was used to start. Shankh, Ghante everything was announcing the arrival of the divine Shri Krishnaji. The complete pooja was used to take half an hour and that half an hour were the best moments of our life. We used to forget everything in those great sounds. Then we had prasad of pooja and the dinner after that. We all loved panjiri as we could fume it on others by just saying phoophaa. The next day always seemed so refreshing after this biggest festival.

In sometime we are again going to celebrate the same function at our home, but without those people, without that mandir, without those decorating sessions, without the completeness of everything of that time, I feel I have missed so much by living 10 more years of my life.

Happy Janmashtmi to all!!!

I miss our Nani so much!!!

P.S. I wanted to write what I feel about Shri Krishnaji but that chapter would have been incomplete, had I not described the origin of everything that I feel about Shri Krishnaji today.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

'A' for Apple...

I guess this tag has already been done by most of the bloggers. I also got this opportunity, thanks to PG. :-)

The Rules:

1. Link the person who tagged you.

2. Post the rules on your blog.

3. Share the ABCs of you.

4. Tag 3 people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.

5. Let the 3 tagged people know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on

their website.

6. Do not tag the same person repeatedly but try to tag different people, so that there

is a big network of bloggers doing this tag.

Here I am in ABC:

1. A – Available/Single?

It is the most difficult one to answer. If I say I am Available, then I am saying I am not-single, resulting committed and available, means not loyal. So I am loyal AND THAT’S WHY I am single. J

2. B – Best friend?

Covering all those who had been at different times may be not in touch at present plus who are current as well. There is no order of any sort. You feel free to define it in your own way. :-)

Start counting: Mom (The Creator), Brothers (The Support), Rakhi Bhabhi(THE BESTEST), Sudeep (The First one), Naval (The Long Lost), Punit (The Fought, Lost and Found), Mahendra (The Storyteller), Pushpendra (The Righteously Honest), Aseem (The Happy Happy), Chau (The Lover Dancer), Shaunak (The Shy Topper), Saswat (The Just Alike), Abhinav (The Singer), Sadana (The Presence), Prashant (The Companion), Nisheeth (The Gamer), Nidhi (The Grace), Poonam (The Sensible), Akshat (The Helping), Laksh (The Secret), Arnav (The Musician), Anuj (The Perfectionist), Astha (The Giggles, Simplicity and Dimples), Prayank (The Brother), Priyanka (The Energy), Pande (The Mirror-Reflection), Deshpande (The Aura), Som (The Thinker), Animesh (The Style), Abhinav (The Charisma), PG(The Telepathy)

3. C – Cake or Pie?

Cake. Please call me for B’day parties. :-)

4. D – Drink of choice?

Water and Lassi

5. E – Essential item you use every day?

I don’t want to copy PG. But I can’t help it. J Tooth brush, clothes, soap, computer :P

6. F – Favorite color?

Blue: for clothes of mine

Pink: to Look when girls wear it; For Roses

Yellow: For flowers: Yellow Rose, Sunflower; Vasant Panchami

7. G – Gummy Bears Or Worms?

I love to see people eating worms. :-)

8. H – Hometown?


9. I – Indulgence?

Talking, Creativity, Thinking, Explorations, Discussions, Adventure

10. J – January or February?

I second PG here as well. January. New Year gives you opportunities to at least think good ;)

11. K – Kids & their names?

Pallav; Hardik; Tehjeeb; Pankhuri; Kopal

12. L – Life is incomplete without?

Live and Let Live

13. M – Marriage date?

28th December Year: I don’t know. :-)

14. N – Number of siblings?


15. O – Oranges or Apples?

An Apple a Day keeps the doctor away. I have some allergy to oranges.

16. P – Phobias/Fears?

Phobia: can’t say any. Fear: Fear of not finding gravity to hold me back on earth. Weird! :-(

17. Q – Quote for today?

Smile coz you never know who would fall in love with your smile. :-)

18. R – Reason to smile?

If I know you I would smile even with a glimpse of yours. :-)

19. S – Season?

I love winters but Heavy Rains give me big smile automatically. :-)

20. T – Tag 3 People?




21. U – Unknown fact about me?

I have 34 teeth; I can stretch my legs fully; I can bend to put my full palm at the ground 2 feet away from my feet; Right shoe size is 9, Left shoe size is 8; I had a birth mark of sort of Red-tilak on my forehead

22. V – Vegetable you don't like?

Pumpkin, Karela

23. W – Worst habit?

Being Too Flexible :-)

24. X – X-rays you've had?


25. Y – Your favorite food?

Bhindi; Chane ki daal; Paav Bhaji; Rasgulla; Peda; Milk Cake

26. Z – Zodiac sign?

The methodical, perfectionist, cynical, criticizing Virgo :-)

Let’s have 1-100 Tag someday. :-)