Saturday, July 25, 2009

Kargil War 10th Anniversary & Women in BSF

What can be the proudest moment than this for the Indian Border Security Force.... BSF got its first ever women battalion of more than 1000 women joining in Border Security. Proving that no hurdle is difficult to cross, no challenge is difficult to handle and gender is never a reason not to prove our love for the security of the Nation. This job unlike any other needs three things- Physical Ability, Emotional Balance and above all the Heart to Sacrifice.

The tenth anniversary of India's victory in the Kargil War is a symbol of our Army's best contributions, the memorial at DAS built in memory of those who laid their lives for the Nation in 1999, reminds that all battalions and regiments of India stood together, all states of the Nation united in an endeavour and the sacrifices made by the families of these men who laid their lives is unforgettable. I still remember a widow of Army Major Ajay who spoke out bravely during her husband's funeral, stating that she would not hesitate to send her son who was then just 2 years old, to the Army for the sake of Nation in the future. Hatts of to those Parents and spouses and children who stand bravely in the moments of personal grief but with a unparalleled pride of having done their duty for the Safety and Security of the homeland. God Bless Brave Hearts!


Thursday, July 23, 2009

Awfully Workaholic!!!

Dived deep into a midnight and buried hard in the work, I started feeling pain all over and then realised that I am glued to my laptop for long..... ha ha .... became my routine once again!! though I enjoy, doing it with passion towards aiming perfection, I took 2 minutes break to ponder over a rhyme that kept on lingering in my thoughts......
slogging like a dog
sleeping like a log
standing amidst all fog
yet smiling as I prolong........
I think those were real apt words for me for the last few weeks trying hard to figure out to get myself more clarity on things around me!!! Cool! Is this my diary or a chronology,,, Na, but why do I describe this hear then!! Yeah, gotcha realised my heart for many a moment I wanted to draft the history of the last 2 weeks on those topics that I loved to write about... Just a recap and if time permits would write alot about these passionate topics over the weekend
  1. Walter Cronkite- Father of Journalism passing away- I have grown all my years watching and iconizing Prannoy Roy, who almost was more or less like Walter.
  2. Moon Landing Celebrating 40th anniversary- The Mission and the myths
  3. Dr Kalam's Security Checks by Continental Airlines- Are VIPs above human vulnerabilities or do we really need to regard one of the Finest Presidents of India with due respect and identity?
  4. Mumbai terror attacks and Kasab's confessions.... Time to show actions to stop terrorism and its nonsense
  5. Media just don't let Micheal Jackson to rest in peace...Why ?
  6. Goldman Sachs, Ford, Bank of America, Citi reported Quarterly profits- Is that an indicator for the worst recession getting over?
  7. My most favorite of all- Solar Eclipse - Longest in the Century- coming after 124 years on 22 Jul 09 giving a spectacular experience to people interested in the planet
  8. Last one but not the least, a topic on professional challenges, on how to handle people who manipulate things for their own survival and security? No reference but a general thought, looking beyond imperfections!!! and Focusing on the goals and the ultimate vision.

Missing my time to write but surely would do shortly to help my quest for creative writing end sooner than later for now!!! Weekend is not too far and hope to grab my own time!!!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Magic P's of Success

Its no man's secret what makes one person more successful than the other.. Just the Magic of P's that matter alot, that makes the vital difference.... the one thin line between Success or Failure.
Planning
Preparation
Paying Attention
Process Oriented
Persistent
Powerful
Partner
Pleasant
Pace Yourself
Be Right Professional
Perseverance
Passion for Success
There is no room for personal emotions, prejudice or favoritism for the right people to grow professionally. Hard work, perseverance coupled with a real zeal, a fire to succeed and a passion to achieve doesn't stop achievers amidst adversity, trouble, confrontation, solid issues and tough times. Nothing Stops Achievers!!!!

Friday, July 17, 2009

Duffer's Wandering Thoughts

Sometimes the duffer in me
Smitten my thoughts
Towards an unending sea
Ridden by unsaid dreams
Grottos dug so deep
Frightening your spirits
But thoughts taking leap
Fuelling the raging fires
Sun is shining bright
Weeds and flowers in fight
Spun is growing in its right
Around the world with light
Gone are my thoughts
Wandering afar the shores
Towards the disdaining stars
Bringing in hearts afar
Looking at the green around
Thinking about the calmness
Hugging me all time profound
Love is there in my every thought
Of the people who give it back a lot
The battle of bygones ever
That never let go of who you are
Facts of being shaped through
The love and life it threw
In your way of wisdom fine
Never letting you sad to whine
Just Live the moment of life
Just Live the moment of life!!!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Back to School? If not School Mates!!!!

Last two days, Internet and television in US, is continuously running advertisements asking mothers to get back to school. Ha ha, not a bad idea. But after having completed the school and graduation successfully, I don't think personally I have plans to go back to school, may be to learn a new language, philosophy , psychology, social service, communication or even a diploma in film making, wow, that's a good idea., may I would be interested in. Thanks Obama anyway for your invitation and of course with all happiness to go back home at the end of my assignment, I thought I can take your idea in a different stride. If not getting back to school, why not get back to some of your school mates.
Lovely idea. Thanks to Orkut, Face book, FaniQ, Hi5 and of all to the Internet, the world has become too small. The people I wanted to be in touch for long many years, suddenly re-entered into my friendly kingdom of happiness. The people who shared my childhood, classes, classroom, teachers, playground, library, sports, parliament (yes, the mock parliament where we had Prime Minister, Opposition leader and a good amount of ministers,,, wow, I remember being an opposition leader, for gosh, i lost in the SPL election in 10th)... not bad a memory. Happiest part is the annual day, sports day (March Fast-- Hmm, still remember my teachers, running with a stick cautioning us on Left and Right), and the big grand Christmas party...that always had Sunitha as Mary, and sirisha and my sister Jay as angels... and Lakshmi Suguna as Jesus Christ... hmm, I remember being once, among the Three Wise Men, once being a sheep, once being one of the disciples and only being just in the crowd. I loved my dramatics. The drama of Last Judgement and being in the great play made me remember and tell one line to my husband even till this day " You tooooo Brutus""" and I love it. Flag bearers of every special salute to chief guest used to be Archu and Siri, with their smart looks, may be I watched them so much in life, that Aish looks more like a combo of them....great one.
Scout and Guides- Satyavathi teacher- the first one to pat me on the back and made me shed my introvert nature in life,...cant believe right, that i was a back bench er, talkative but not active, never in the first ranker's, nor remember being a real class leader than in 5th standard for a while with Kranthi, the boy who got first rank. After her initial encouragement, nothing stopped me. The inner strength in me flew like a river that was controlled all the while by a stupid dam. I was the best orator in school both in Telugu and English... forget about Hindi and special hindi batch that we fondly belonged to.... still remember the day, my music teacher throwed me out of the class, may be she was scared I would attract Donkeys!!!! I think that would have been the reason, why I made my child get into singing...prove a point, that if not me, My child would do it,...be a master in music!!!! Just kidding!!! Dancing is something that I never experimented till I hit the floor on Flames in later part of my life.... a hidden talent of course, not in school but.
Science Fairs--one whole week-- One other lovely affair where we end up meeting people from other schools and enjoyed with our experiments and model,,after winning in District level and moving to State level, was a feather in my cap... Science Huh,, I still wonder how come??
Social service camps at Godavari pushkarams, where we spent more than 15 days doing lot of things- controlling crowds, helping old people, safeguarding baggages, counting pilgrims, support at the first aid centre, and yeah, finding one child her lost parents! I did it, and of course we used to cook, clean and play at the end of the day in the camps.... we used to go rock tired, but never used to sleep for we used to enjoy talking, singing and playing with others at midnight.... remembering loosing my white shoes!!! And my picture with sowji announcing medical tips got published in Deccan chronicl on 17th August 1991,,,cant believe, 6 years later getting married on the same day!! Irony!!!!
My tree- You know what, after 10 long years of leaving school, I went back and one thing that did not change is my good old tree under which I ate all my lunches in school. Love you old heart... I could see flowers falling one me and leaves that kissed me as I went and hugged her for long. The tree got a round cement now and still stands in the playground of the school. The school building colors changes but the walls speak volumes of the students who studied there and went across the globe. Strongest foundations of the best education was laid in my Alma Mater.
Prayer is one thing, that I transferred to my family from school...It has a powerful vibration that keeps you active and enthusiastic and towards righteousness. My motive of school is love and service and I can see that very much in every bit of me!!! Church is one other place that I loved to spend my silent hours speaking to god. Born in a Hindu family, brought up and educated in a convent, having Muslim friends giving righteousness, the secularism got integrated in my thoughts and actions all the time. Love you St.Theresa's for what you have given me in life, a new lease of life towards the best in life.
Friends! for lifetime. Teachers! who guided me the best. School Stage: That made me extrovert and confident. School Prayer: That built my faith. Tree: That showed me a way for environment consciousness. Science fairs: Made me creative and innovative. Forest Dept Competitions: Made me a strong Orator. UN Tests: Made me have a global aspirations. Scouts Camps: Rekindled the service spirit. Classroom: Where my childhood is shared. Library: That not only made me a voracious reader, but inspired me to write!.... my sisters: who always been there for me. My Dad and godmother: Parental care with interaction with teachers that made difference. My mother- my fear to gain marks. My headmistress Sister Florence, who believed that I am the best outgoing student in 1oth. and awarded me for it. Rs.50, that will be my best price money ever getting the first Award as "Durgabai Deshbook Student of the Year"- I love remembering this getting from Dr Ajay Kalam, collector of West Godavari District and Collector Madan Mohan Reddy advising me personally that I should read 10 words from the dictionary every day while giving me the best orator award in the Forest Department Annual celebrations... I think that helped me to improve my command over language and communication. Above all! My Alma Mater: All my childhood from 4 years to 15 years spent happily, productively and confidently in the lawns of St.Theresas Girls High school, Eluru. Thank you

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The Funeral- A Man's Last Journey

A silent winter morning, the birds chipping at far, and the sun beams slowly getting out of its cheerful sleep. The shores of two rivers that intertwine in love and radiance of flowing together for a while like a couple in love reminds of a god's creation. I have not slept the night and lived my thoughts into the skies where I can see one beautiful star added to the sky the previous day. Besides the heaviness of heart that failed to register the fact of a dear one's loss, there emerged courage of a small girl in a silent town on the coastal winds. Having nested for years under the protective arms of a beautiful parenthood and having no exposure to the realities of the world outside my own happy kingdom, there were silent tears unshed. Holding back the moments of despair and truth, the audacity of nature and tranquility of facts that surround an unexpected moment of grief in life. Trust of a relationship, that left and a soul that is slowly tipped away from my fingers of love, all I can ask in that moment was courage.
With the frighten eyes watching my every move, I know for sure, I have a responsibility beyond imagination of those starring at me. I was clear. I was not lost in the moment that was unpredictable. Nothing emerged in my heart than the fact that I have to shoulder the pain of my bereaving family, stand tall amidst adversity of life that surprisingly kissed me at the moment. Just for a moment, I escaped from the vicinity of those frightful eyes around me. All I did was to find a solace leaning on the shoulder of my friend who stood by me throughout. Heaviness subdued and a sense of acceptance started to creep in as I decided to take stock of the situation. All that was left in the world around me for a moment is the loss of the only man in the family. My Dad. Having women who were vulnerable, scared to face life at that day and my siblings confused and inconsolable.
Ages after I look back to that old memory of lifting the pyre fire, the shivering of the little fingers that took charge of the day. As my dad got laid to rest, and the flames of his cremation rose, I looked into the fact of life. Nothing. It starts in vacuum and ends in one. The quest in between is an insurgence of the materialistic world. Nothing impresses me today for real. Fame, Money, Success, Happiness, Sorrow, and every other emotion is just a small phase in life. Nothing is constant. Change is the only constant thing in life. Acceptance of this reality is tough, but for those who do, life becomes easy. Meaningful and real. I did not cry for 4 days. My friend got scared of the kind of reactions a teen was showing on her dad's last journey. He pulled me to the graveyard, just to show me the ashes of the person who was real, who was there, and who was just there for me. I cried.
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Seeing Paris Jackson, ending up in tears in her dad's memorial service, only reminds, that one day this little one will look back at life, and re-live the dreams of the man who loved her than anyone else could do.
A real tribute to the fathers of this world who silently dream the dreams of their children
Love you Dad!
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Saturday, July 11, 2009

The New GM

The news that General Motors emerged from Bankruptcy and declared to be a new company yesterday is quite a pleasing news. Every fall has a rise, towards a better rise. Its ok if they start it all over again, but the willingness to emerge, vision to success and focus towards set goals makes the difference. The success doesn't always is in the continuous growth, but certainly to emerge from a tiring consequences and look forward for a newness. American Automobile industry will find a new GM, leaner, smarter and focused. Taking the clues of competitive advantages, the brand of America would definitely resell the GM brand at more meaningful way. The once glorified old GM gave loads of opportunities for almost a century in the American history. Gave wide opportunities to dealers, vendors, dependent ancillary industries, technology experts, and who just believed in its brand. The new GM will have its lessons learnt, but the good ones and vice versa. Careful management, structured objectives, focused core committee and backed by taxpayers equity share, which GM is aware need to be returned at the nearest future to become a stronger, vibrated new GM on its own very soon. I would wait for the day to come in the near future, where I would also post the same news here again. 16 more plants and 20000 more jobs would cost in this endeavour, but still if GM succeeds again in its new objectives, it will be a far more opportunity to the world creating jobs, revenue and rebuilding lives the same way it is going to rebuild itself. Good Luck "The New GM".!!!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Miss you Micheal Jackson




Since the morning of 25th June 2009, I have been under a kind of a writer's block...for there are mixed emotions from the time I saw Reena's SMS about MJ's death. Micheal had been part of my teenage and very much there creating a wave of hope on where the lyrics can take a person one day.. Every song he sang had an in depth meaning, a message, ardent devotion, an intricate human emotion. Every move had shown what a talent can achieve, vibrate the very essence of humanity, bring in a bondage and many things beyond expression. Those were the days when MTv mania was strong and thanks to my friend Vinodhini who introduced me to MJ's mystical world of music.


What else could be a testimony of my passion for his lyrics and songs, as a poet myself and an ardent music lover,, that brought me back to US a day before his final journey. Micheal Jackson. He is no more..But his legendary music will mystically entertain generations to come. A life more controversial, trails and trauma, hurt and disguise is part of any celebrity life. Beyond this layer of frustration and agony, pain and loneliness, there was an innocent soul ardently searching for care and love. Wanting to give back love beyond imagination, back to the world. And to his children. Of course he did do it with grace. Here is my tribute to MJ- the Planet's most best entertainer during his times:-)
You are beyond joy and sorrow
Have left the love for tomorrow
You shined like an unknown star
and travelled sadly to shores afar
MJ is not just an singer's name
its the synonym for real talent and fame
You have been an inspiration
bringing in an in depth passion
Of bringing back childhood that's lost
making every day relive the golden past
Agony of getting subjected to reality
of the vulnerable moments in atrocity
beyond all the gulf of pain and tears
stood the shining star with inner fears
You are just not gone
For with every song, you are reborn
You are Just what you are!
Incredible Micheal Jackson!
The son of God, in his own way!
No one is perfect, and who am I
to judge your beyond the curtains eye
Just love what you gave to the world
your love and peace to heal the World!!!
Thank you Micheal for the music you gave to this world that will live for ever!!!