Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
When you control your thoughts, you control your mind. When you control your mind, you control your life. And once you reach a stage of being in total control of your life you become a master of your destiny.
Having the courage to say no to small things in life gives you the power to say yes to big things.
Laughter opens your heart and soothes your soul. No one should ever take life so seriously that they forget to laugh at themselves.
Act as if failure is impossible and your success will be assured.
The quality of your life will come to the quality of your contribution.
Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
I haven’t been to many places in my life but to my luck I have been to some of the amazing places, one of them being Mumbai. Though I stayed there for a very short period of just 2 days but believe me I loved it. The entrance of the city itself is so breath taking. The wavy sea, still mountains, breezy coconut trees, flagged old working boats, moving black clouds, big drops of rain; it was a mix of the repose and the zing. That rush hour life, those clouds, that water, packed places, lovely buildings; it was love at first sight. Note that the buildings I loved were not the skyscrapers but the old ones that come along the way when you walk from Church Gate station to the Gateway of India. Those made up of large rocks, well I really don’t remember the names that they bore but I do remember the design. I was there at night so the street lights and the fading sun was showing an impressive silhouette of the edifices on the way. I was so tired when I reached the sea but just looking at lovely horizon and the cycle of waves in the vast body and the movement of large clouds over it made me relax some how. I was there for my job interview, after clearing the 1st round I was kicked out of the second, yes Mumbai also brings that prick of rejection along.
The next place I loved is the Wall Street in the lower
I also like
I also like
Last but not the least, my home town
Last but not the least, my home town
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I was eagerly waiting for the spring to come; it came and I hardly saw it. Maybe this was the case with most of the people here after all trailing that long snowy winter should always be a long beautiful spring. But to the disappointment of many people the early rain took away the colored beauty and marked it with green. Though green is a peace for eyes but red, white, purple and pink would have been a much awaited treat. I was ready with my fat little old camera, which is so lethargic to my actions, but alas its summer. Why do I care so much about the short spring?
I am living in a beautiful place with lovely people around. People who are so much aware of general courtesies that words like sorry, thank you, excuse me, you first flows so easily from their mouth. They know that life can be lived walking rather than running and panting all the time. Leave alone weekends; on week days too you can find people just loitering around, daddies playing with their sons and daughters, old people shopping around in fancy dresses, even grown up kids playing in parks and swings, girls and women frequently visiting beauty parlors, people jogging around at almost any time of the day, chirpy little birds, silently walking dogs and lazily sleeping cats. Every day seems a Sunday. Then if all this is not enough you can go to New Port where you won’t believe your eyes, can life be so cool and simple? People just walking, talking, sitting, reading, kissing, eating, watching, sun bathing, sailing, cycling, skating…by the banks of the river without any rush, just to enjoy that one life which they have got. Do they ever work?
Even I have ‘One life to live’ but what am I doing? Even byword like ‘Live each day as if it were your last’ does no wonders to make it a little better. Though late but yes finally I started reading ‘The monk who sold his Ferrari’ and it clicked a little, a slow but a wonderful book. Will it bring something good out of me?
Shashi Tharoor won fromThiruvanathapuram by a margin of nearly 100,000 votes. We have played our part and now it’s your turn Shashi. The victory that you much wanted; maybe the loss would have brought back the memories of UN election. Not just you alone, even we wanted a qualified leader, just short of the learned ones in this profession. So it was the barter system and now your side of the deal is left. After seeing your background and now realizing that you are actually going to lead that part of
Congratulations on your win, it is not just a win but a record breaking win, for you have become the highest vote collector in the last 20 years. Hope that you will set up more bench marks and create more records but this time as an Indian politician.
All the best.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
When I first read about him he was
My new life and the birth of my lovely son, Shivansh, kept me so busy that I completely forgot about Mr. Shashi Tharoor and his electoral race in the UN. When just few days ago while reading news I came across an article heading something like ‘Shashi Tharoor, Indian National Congress contestant for the
Today I was reading one of his interviews for Economic Times and the comments on that write up. They were comments for him and against him.
People were basically against him because they thought, how could a man of his profile know about the problems of a common man? He has lived most of his life out of
There is a point in all this, it matters when an outsider stands in the polls. After all, election is not a joke.
On reading his resume one thing is clear for sure that he can work for the poor and needy because he has worked for ‘boat people’ and he has worked as a peacekeeper in the UN. If he can work for poor, he can also work for the middle class and above. So the main reason for not liking him as a politician is omitted. Ok, if you don’t find this point of mine strong enough just think of this; a highly qualified man, who has seen the world, has experienced so many cultures and worked in so many systems. He has set so many benchmarks and worked hard in his life, to come up to this position. He, who is a renowned author, peace-keeper, refugee worker, human rights activist and now if he is becoming a political candidate for the Indian parliament, is he not bringing a change with him.
A baby step maybe but yes it would be a step towards a bright future, only if he wins. Just think what if more people like him start joining politics which till now is a taboo for people of his stature. Won’t we have more people who will think of development of
He who had the whole world in to go but he left all to enter into the dirty politics of India for some good purpose. Support him and vote for him. Give him a chance.
To read more about Mr. Shashi Tharoor go to:
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Edited on: 1st April ‘09
"An angel in my home stays,
A spirit of good in him,
A smile full of power he has,
A power which help me swim."
My life was so different when I was not a mom, the same world has altered after being one; a walk through the market was just about me before and now it’s all about him. The entire course of my life has changed and now it is revolving around my son, Shivansh.
Blessed are those who have healthy children but sometimes you really can’t enjoy much of this blessing because you are so taken by the drastic changes that comes along with the sweet blessing.
Small children are tough to handle and doing every bit of their work is a tiring job, and that too doing it day and night with just a little help and a little rest with practically no time for yourself. It’s baffling. There are times when you are already exhausted and they want you to do something, maybe the same thing or maybe they are again calling you for those silly rescue missions and you want to shout your lungs out because you can take it no more; but still there is something that makes you answer their calls, time and time again.
Shiva, that's what I call my son, has very simple demands but those demands are so many that the whole day I am giving him one thing after another till almost my complete kitchen is on his table, which is annoying. He knows not about safety; plugging things in the sockets, crying for knife, playing with the strings of curtains, chewing stuff, walking on the edge of table, climbing on boxes...…..STOP Shiva, NO Shiva, LEAVE IT Shiva, SPIT IT Shiva, BE CAREFUL Shiva, GET DOWN Shiva.
Tired, yes you are but what is it that makes you work effortlessly for them and love them endlessly?
Maybe it is the innocence and the good spirit in the child. A child’s face is always full of love no matter what they are doing; smiling, laughing, crying, playing or sleeping you will always find a Godly touch on the face. No matter how tired and angry you are their face will always melt your heart. The only realization that the little child has no one but you alone, gives you enough strength to keep standing for them anytime and every time. A child knows how to make things work either by crying or smiling, that’s the way God taught them to workout their ways.
Sweet is the fruit of labor, so are you paid for your hard work. When their say is duly respected just look at the blooming face, yes that’s how they pay for your services and believe me it’s worth it.
After reading all this one will think that I am a mother who can be given 4 out of 5 but no mostly I deserve 2 out of 5. I work like that sawtooth wave which starts from -1 immediately goes to +1 and then starts declining constantly till it reaches -1 again, and this cycle goes on. I want to stay at +1 but it’s hard, no matter how hard I try I always slip and when I am at my lowest , I feel guilty for not giving Shiva enough attention and love, so instantly I jump to my maximum value of +1.
I shout at him and at times I give him a good thrashing but then I’ll love him to compensate but all this is making him into a more naughty kid because he is so used to my yelling and beating that he is no more afraid of it. I so much want to change but I fail again and again.
Monday, March 23, 2009
"A new sun rose today, so was the air all new.
An old dream came true today, but the faith was all new.
Free to see new dreams today, so free to do all new.
Feeling to start afresh today, my strength is all new." -Dipti
Terrorism, a blood cancer which cannot be treated with blood transfusion, only when the body dies it goes. Some mere psychos, who in the name of Islam, are killing people and tarnishing the name of their own God, Allah. Jihadists who have ruined the name of Muslims and the meaning of the word 'Jihad' are the biggest threat to the whole world today; they are eating the peace of the world like termites. Growing in certain nations and being backed by some mean politicians they are spreading fast. If not controlled soon, they will be the reason of the next and the last World war and hence the end of the world. Where the whole world is seeing building of a new hope in today's ceremony, the Jihadists are busy planning destruction of hopes, homes and harmony in the countries of others and their own. Getting rid of these psychopaths I feel is impossible.
Now let us see what Mr. Barack Obama will do towards the weakening economy and the growing terrorism, both equally major challenges.
Best of luck .
I wrote this immediately after the inauguration ceremony of the President, I felt so positive for so many things at that moment but now after his policies about outsourcing I am not feeling that good about him. Will write reasons some other time, not in a mood now.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced;
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Everyone smiles in the same language. ~Author Unknown
Smiling is infectious, you can catch it like the flu. Someone smiled at me today, and I started smiling too.~Author Unknown
Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day. ~Quoted in P.S. I Love You
If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it. ~Andy Rooney
Smile - sunshine is good for your teeth. ~Author Unknown
Keep smiling - it makes people wonder what you've been up to. ~Author Unknown
A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. ~Author Unknown
So the last quotes are from me with my name along:
Don’t fake smile, learn from babies they are masters of genuine smile.- Dipti Malik
If you want a real smile think of a baby’s face, one will naturally come to you.-Dipti Malik
Babies are blessed because they have a pure soul which gives them that smile.- Dipti Malik
It all started with my post partum depression. I just forgot how to live and my life was a living hell. LOST, that was the word for me. The only person who brought me back in this world was my little son. Yes, he did it with his amazing smile. He taught me how to smile and love life once again.