The GREEN MIRCHI Philosophy

Talking about Green Mirchi, a simple philosophy crossed my mind. Green Mirchi is small but has distinct taste. For some people, Green Mirchi is simply negligible, unimportant, or even avoided. But for some others, it's compulsory, wanted, missed and able to make a big difference. It depends on the people themselves, whether they are accustomed to the presence of Green Mirchi or not. 

Use this simple analogy for a person with a Green Mirchi personality. This person may have little presence, or literally an unimportant person. He or she has a very strong distinct character which is only acceptable for some people, but unacceptable for others. Think of any person around u, there must be some people with this characteristics or he/she could probably be us!! ;)

Green Mirchi person is totally loved by people who are accustomed to it. But Green Mirchi would have problem with new people. He/she has difficulties to be accepted in new environment. Just because new people are not accustomed to his/her distinct character. This would likely happen when a person enters a totally new culture, especially if he/she still bring his/her own set of culture, which is very distinct. The best solution for Green Mirchi to be accepted is to get new people try it, slowly, and let them get accustomed with its presence.

But how to get people to try? Probably through people who love Green Mirchi. They can encourage other people to get to know Green Mirchi better. Well, there's a possibility that they would not like it, but there's a good chance that they would fall in love with it...

Moral of the story? Well... if u happen to identify Green Mirchi people around u. Do give her/him a chance to mix with new environment. It's a good thing to do...

A Changed Time......An Unchanged Surrounding..!!

It’s a funny feeling—the one when you’re revisiting a place that was once where you called ‘home.’ Approaching the intersections and the roads you used to walk on can suddenly bring on an array of emotions—sadness, happiness, anger. Why the resentment? Because now you’re that much older looking back at a time that, although full of its own choices and dilemmas, seemed so much simpler than the days that now lie ahead. I started my first job at a software firm, whose offices are in the heart of Hyderabad, one being couple of blocks from my old apartment. I only lived in this apartment for a year, and at the time, it didn’t hold all that much sentimental meaning.  But, walking down those streets four years later hit me hard. I looked around me, begging to see some familiarity, which thankfully, was there. But although some of the businesses were still up and running, others changed hands or closed down. Typical of a big city like Hyderabad. But, change is hard to accept —even if it’s for the better. It’s almost like I was hoping that the neighbourhood would freeze in time, where nothing would age and where the streets would still remember my footprints, my touch.

I guess I can only hope that those footprints, although buried four years deep, are still making their mark.

Loving an Incomplete Person Completely.....

Writing this particular blog was a pretty fun....Its kinda story telling wherein I dramatized a real life relationship with a story ...No matter how dramatic it sounds but the implicit feeling in this is totally real......

This boy and girl  are married for last 2 years. He loves reading and writing and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. On the other hand he is also a travel freak...But  loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.

Today, she's being willful again.

Her: "Why didn't you plan a vacation trip the other day? "
Him: "I didn't had time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "No time? Write less of those articles, and you will have all the time you need."
Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it !"
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No."

Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."

First day, she "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence". Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.

Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences." He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees. 

Third day, night. On the bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.

Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him: "It's something very important."

She remains silent.

Him:"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."

She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.

Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.

Him: "She has a good personality too."

She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married."

She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."

She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."

She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her: "...!"

He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.

He sighs. She cries.  He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.

He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him.

She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks.

She slips the photo out............................. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh!!!!

It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her  :) She bends down,  and kissed him on his cheek.

He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.

"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."

Adi.....

P.S: This HE is my very very very goood frnd :)

Comprehending Women!!!! (Not All Are Same Though)

1 . (Whatever)

Men: What should we have for dinner?
Women: Whatever..
Men: Why don't we have Mexican?
Women: No not Mexican, the last time i got pimples on my face
Men: Alright, why don't we have Szechwan cuisine
Women: Yesterday we ate Szechwan, today too?
Men: Hmm..... I suggest we have seafood
Women: Seafood is not good, I got diarrhea
Men: Then what do you suggest?
Women : Whatever..

2. (Anything)

Men: So what should we do now?
Women: Anything
Men: How about watching a movie? It's been a long time
Women: Watching movie is no good, it's a waste of time
Men: How about we go for bowling, or some exercises?
Women: Exercise on such a hot day?
Men: Then find a cafe and have a drink
Women: I am off caffeine
Men: Then what do you suggest?
Women: Anything

3. (You decide)


Men: Then do we just go home?
Women: You decide
Men: Let's take the bus, I will accompany you
Women: The bus is dirty and crowded.
Men: OK; we will take a cab
Women: Not worth it... for such a short distance
Men: All right, then we can walk. We can enjoy the weather
Women: I am hungry, can't walk.
Men: Then what do you suggest?
Women: You decide

Men: Let's have dinner first?
Women: Whatever...
Men: What shall we eat?
Women: Anything.

An Unexpressed Love.....The Repentance

There are times when we are nervous and shy about expressing the love we feel.  For fear of discomforting the other person, or yourselves, we hesitate to say the actual words "I love you." So we try to communicate the idea in other words. We say "take care" or "be good." But really, these are just other ways of saying "I love you," "you are important to me," "I care what happens to you," "I don’t want you to get hurt.

We are sometimes very strange people. The only thing we want to say, and the one thing that we should say, is the one thing we don’t say. And yet, because the feeling is so real, and the need to say it is so strong, we are driven to use other words and signs to say what we really mean.  And many times the meaning never gets communicated at all and the other person is left feeling unloved and unwanted Therefore, we have to LISTEN FOR LOVE in the words that people are saying to us.

Sometimes the explicit words are necessary, but more often, the manner of saying things is even more important. A joyous insult carries more affection and love within the sentiments which are expressed insincerely. An impulsive hug says I LOVE YOU even though the words might be saying very different. Any expression of a person’s concern for another says I love you. Sometimes the expression is clumsy, sometimes even cruel.

Sometimes we must look and listen very intently for the love that contains. But it is often there, beneath the surface. A mother may nag her son constantly about his grades or cleaning his room. The son may hear only the nagging, but if he listens carefully, he will hear the love underneath the nagging. His mother wants him to do well, to be successful.

Her concern and love for her son unfortunately emerges in her nagging. But it is love all the same.  A daughter comes home late, way past her curfew, and her father confronts her with angry words. The daughter may hear only the anger, but if she listens carefully, she will hear the love under the anger. "I was worried about you," the father is saying. "Because I care about you and I love you.

You are important to me. We say I love you in many ways - with birthday gifts, and little notes, with smiles and sometimes with tears. Sometimes we show our love by just keeping quiet and not saying a word, at other times by speaking out, even brusquely. We show our love sometimes by impulsiveness. Many times we have to show our love by forgiving someone who has not listened to the love we have tried to express.

The problem is listening for love is that we don’t always understand the language of love which the other person is using. A girl may use tears or emotions to say what she wants to say, and her boyfriend may not understand her because he expects her to be talking his language. Thus, we have to force ourselves to really listen for love.

The problem with our world is that people rarely listen to each other. They hear the words, but they don’t listen to the actions that accompany the words or the expression on the face. Or people listen only for rejection or misunderstanding. They do not see the love that is there just beneath the surface, even if the words are angry. We have to listen for love in those around us.

If we listen intently we will discover that we are a lot more loved than we realize. Listen for love and we will find that the world is a very loving place after all: LOVE is a happy thing. It makes us laugh. It makes us sing. It makes us sad. It makes us cry. It makes us seek the reason why. It makes us take. It makes us give. Above all else, it makes us LIVE.

It is not the presence or absence of people that makes the difference because a person need not be lonely even if he is alone. Sometimes it is good to be alone. But that does not make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present WITH someone. It is a matter of being present to someone. So remember...If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean. Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets.

The difference between expressing love and having regrets is that the regrets may stay around.

Adi....

My Biggest Fear encountered The Biggest Truth Of Life!

What a way to make the first post...I am not one of those writers who use fanciful verbiage and get the attraction of readers, and that makes me a candid and simple blogger..

14th December 2010,  had a delicious lunch and then I headed towards my afternoon lecture. I saw lots of people near the auditorium some with sad faces while some with confused. Wondering what in the world has gone wrong, I walked through the crowd towards the notice board and....my Formula-1 buddy was gone...All of a sudden my mind and heart started functioning asynchronously, the former full of shock and latter full of grief, and I slipped into the state of Numbness..

The whole evening I just kept staring into infinity without thousands of thoughts running in my head. It was then I pondered over a funny equation of our life....Everyone of us has some fear, which may either be of defeat, scary places, etc.. and the most weirdest part is that these fears keep on changing in different phases of our life...

PHASE -1 <> FEAR -1
This is probably the best phase of life full of joy and no tensions. As far as I am concerned,  doing all sorts of masti and bashings from teachers were the only two items on my agenda :) However, my biggest fear then was "bashings from my teachers and maa"


PHASE - 2 <> FEAR-2a, 2b
This phase had lots of stuff in store for me be it competing in board exams and securing a merit rank or the first crush. Initially my biggest fear was "Cut throat Competition and  meeting everyone's expectations" which then evolved into another fear "Secret Meetings with the first crush! fear of getting caught!!"


PHASE -3 <> FEAR-3
This is the phase I am currently in and to be honest its not at all easy to handle. I guess the fears I have now are countless because there is nothing like my school where I just had two point agenda, rather there are thousands of things now to bother about. I might seem to be exaggerating but 80% people of my age and my profession will agree to this fact. We fear of losing out in entrance exams and if we are through with this we fear of losing out the top rank in class and if we are through again, we fear of not getting a placement with a hefty package and if we are through yet again, we fear of losing that job.............and it goes on......

However what an irony...one fine morning all of a sudden we feel relieved, wondering what the hell is going on  ? where are my fears?......Why is everything so bright.......Then when you look down you see people crying around something....You reach closer to see what is that something and to your surprise it is your very own body and thats when you encounter the BIGGEST TRUTH OF LIFE!! --- DEATH---

I said its an irony because End of All Fears is Biggest Truth Of Life....And that is where my friend is...A much better place and life, what we call afterlife....May he Rest In Peace.....

Adi.....