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How much you could drop?

2018-02-28T15:02:00.000-06:00

What are you running after what are you running to?

What life is all about? What death is all about?

When your shoulders are paining…and your heart weighs more than the weighing scales…

Think how much you could drop?

What you want and what you don’t want…is it what all are up to?

Running between life and death..how much is the drama all are going through

Think how much you could drop?

What you are up to and what you want..

Is it breath or is it water or is it food..

When heart is heavy and its filled with dirt. Desire ego and many more…

Think how much you could drop?

When you understand you are nothing. .Emptiness is from where you came

And to emptiness to where you go…

Value what you got..and value the breath u take…

Value the mortal life you have…

Its time to drop…its time to drop everything that is not you..

Then your vision becomes clear..your idea becomes near..

You came alone and you will leave alone..

So nothing to fear…

Think how much you could drop?

Pregnancy Chart !!!

2013-01-17T23:47:00.000-06:00

Pregnancy is a wonderful period in a lady's life.

Here i have come up with a chart to make the pregnancy more organized and to make yourself tackle the work and pregnancy together.

This chart could be called as your "Activity Tracker".
This will give you a format on how to organize your activites.Absent mindness is a usual concern or part of pregnancy.Hence this chart could help you follow things in organized manner.This makes sure that we wont miss anything.

You could customize it according to your wish and activites. :)

Most contents that we need to take care in our precious pregnancy days is covered in this !!!!

2012-06-24T09:15:00.002-05:00

Shiva & Parvathi

Have done a painting after a long time....

Love, Life and Career!!!!!!

2010-06-17T03:13:00.003-05:00

Three important things to talk about!!!

Is life, love or Career important? Being in the Co-Operate world; the significance of this question is more relevant in my life. Yes have to decide Love, Life or Career is important. It’s time to question your mind and heart. Who should answer you?

What would my mind and heart answers

Heart: Hoof everywhere I could see the career aspirations. Where would I fit my Love and Life in this?

Mind: If Love and Life is not there what is the importance of career.

Heart: But still it’s urging.

Mind: Hey Mr. Heart when career is the priority, poor heart only you are the one who is going to suffer.

Heart: Why such trauma?

Mind: When you don’t have a career at all then your questions and thoughts are valid. Here the discussion is about the forfeit of Love and Life for better career.

Heart: Hoof still dilemma?

Mind: A simple question. Mr. Heart do you have Love and Life with you now?

Heart: With god’s grace I have carrer, love and life with me.

Mind: Then why you are in dilemma?

Heart: It’s an urge.

Mind: No it’s a rat race.

Heart: Silent for few minutes.

Mind: Can we go hand in hand.

Heart: Yup, I have to be happy as I have love, life and career with me.

Mind: Let’s wait for some more time so that we could have love, life and career with us.

Heart: Mind I love you

Mind: I love you too

Now there is happiness in the writers face. Issue is solved. :)
Is it called the practical thinking may be... :)

Love In Air

2010-06-15T23:48:00.000-05:00

Hellozzz dont you see the heart formation in the sky....

Yup truly Love is in air

No Lift Day!!!!

2010-06-08T01:58:00.001-05:00

We had a no lift day campaign in the office. Is time to think about exercise and health? But the question is “Are we all aware of the unhealthy habits we are developing once we are into the co-operate world”

But I think it’s high time for me to think about all these... ;)...

When I heard about the poster design, I had not much things in my mind...On my way back to home from office after waiting for 10 minutes minimum in the shelter of Mr. Lamp in the road side...

I was talking nineteen to the dozen in one minute....about the happenings in my office...in that whole row of incidents description I mentioned about poster designing also...

Once we reached home...there was no space for poster design in my mind....as we both were busy preparing our dinner and making preparations for our tomorrow’s lunch...

Yes in short....life of married couple after office could me mentioned as

Dinner preparation+ washing plates+ preparing next day’s lunch+ music +TV +love + dance+ nonstop blabbering wife........

Yes in the midst of all these poster has almost sank down....

Morning when I got up...my only thought was to prepare the breakfast...after being in the kitchen for some time...Mr. Post came to my mind...

Yes....I started making poster with sketch pens, crayons, pencil and all.....when my poster was on half the way....my dear husband...took over it...as our breakfast have to get ready...

He is a talented painter than me....he made...it look even better.... :)...

At last when we were ready to office with lunch bags ready and had cute sweet breakfast...

We also had a poster in our hand....

May be a reader may feel it to be so silly....but to incorporate something into our busy schedule is something little difficult....I also realized it when I was letting my back rest on the vehicle....

Here are the posters that were prepared for that day.....

Mine is the colorful one in that....at the corner.. :) ...not mine ours...

Gods Eyes Are Watching Us

2010-05-23T23:35:00.001-05:00

Gods Eyes Are Watching Us....

This is the picture taken from a resort called Camp Noel in Munnar...

Life of a normal fresher!! :Act 1

2010-05-14T06:21:00.000-05:00

Life is all about making decisions....

Co-Operate life demands that a lot....

Life of a normal fresher!! :)

Here we are discussing about the technical guys or the guys who got selected through campus.

I was from non IT background that I have no idea about all the computer languages and all...I was good in my chemical engineering knowledge...but once I learned that...it’s going to be of no use in my life...as I am selecting an IT profession...what was there in my mind...a job was more important for me....

So I decided to take up a software profession...

Once I joined...These glasses building seemed to be like dream....as I have seen this thing only in movies or advertisements.

Once the training started it was good all of us including me started to enjoy session....

I who don’t had any idea that I have the capability to replace H2O and H2SO4 with .Net and C#.

But it happened....I started to enjoy .Net as I was in the .Net batch...

Everyone did their best...and we all stayed back in the office till 12.00 nights and even after that to complete the work and to make it perfect to earn the ticket to be software professional as we all were trainees... :)

At last after tedious training hours and two interviews both HR and technical....

We all were given the tag...yes...our company tag with which we could swipe the doors open...

All these seemed to be something so hi fi as far as a girl from an average family is considered.

Now it’s time that each of the trainees has to search for projects. It’s not like someone would take up the responsibility to put you in some project.

Those who have their brothers, sisters, fathers, and mothers in short god fathers in the company got into project...what about others...Those who were technically so sound also got into some project research groups...what about others...????

I fell into that category for sure.

They called up all the new fresher’s and told them there is great opportunity for non-technical things...

And there by ½ of the .net trained people were selected to go to non-technical sections in the company...Those who said no to them where cross trained...but that also was a good option because we have only .Net knowledge not .Net work experience.

When I explained this much...you could now guess where I was. Yes I was into a non-technical team, Shared services.

When I narrate my experience there...it includes good and bad things...

I was into an account where I have to work with 5 Project Managers. It sounds na...but it was not so good... : P.

My First Day in Co-Operate:

The first task that was given to me was to talk to all the 300 people in that account and collect the details of the software they are using. I can’t talk in phone or mail them I have to go to each person’s seat and ask them about it. To be truthful it was quiet challenging.....physically and mentally. To walk through the whole bay and ask each of them what software is installed in each system....doesn’t it sound stupid....?then I thought about the job of the salesmen who have to go to each home and ask whether they could take up the product.

I consoled my little heart and started from one side of that big glass bay and it was about 10.00 am.

Reactions of so called collegues:

Some behaved as if some beggar is at their seat and disturbing them and gave ugly look.

Some guys didn’t have that much expression may be because I was an unmarried girl at that time.

Some said they can’t give the information now and gave a look as if they will kill me.

Time was 2 ‘o clock now. It’s time to have lunch.

By then I have covered half the bay, met almost 150 people and their different ranges of looks, and documented the software details.

Half more part of the bay is left. Various emotions were running through my mind...and flooding me...

My little heart was aching little bit and had some tears at the corner of my eyes.

After lunch I continued to walk around the next part of the bay and patiently went to each person’s seat.

Now I was little comfortable and had found tactics to overcome the personal hurt feelings that I have to face.

I enquired everyone boldly and not all listening to the range of expressions on their face...yes...that range of expression shop was closed.

By evening 7.30 I finished talking to 300 people and documented everything and send it to the managers.

By 8.30 I left the office. Since I was single and a hostelite, so I had no problem coming early or going late.

There is an authority or group of people who allocates the employees in the company.

They informed me that I have to work in this team for 3 months and afterward I could move to some technical project.

Days passed on .I continued doing my work, even though the ugly looks teasing where there as add-on.

I started getting appreciation for the work I was doing and a PM helped me a lot to develop a structure for my work. I was happy for that. But when I think about that work, “To go to each person’s seat and checking whether there is software in it, whether they know to use the account site”. Sometimes that made me feels sick, even though I was used to it. All other batch mates who were in the technical background teased me...when they see me for some get together. But I didn’t care in front of them and had anxiety to know how our team mates are using the .Net knowledge.

The authority the group gave the information that I will be that account for 3 months .By 3rd month they send me mail that it is extended to 3 more months. Almost all the others who got into non-technical had the same experience. I was thinking what is happening here?

Still I had no complaints and I became friendly with all the PMs .But still I felt jealous on others who were working as a team and all. For me that was not there as an option.

After 3 more months we (means all who joined from technical background to shared services) talked to Team Lead that we want to move to technical. Of 15 who joined the shared services team 13 said they want to move out. I also said I want to move out. There I have to take a decision, to be in technical or non technical. I decided I want to be in technical, I want to utilize the .Net skills that I had. Yes have to work in a client side project.

New Team:That day has arrived and I joined the technical development team to do .Net development .What was waiting for me there?

The team had 3 guys, 2 ladies and three freshers including me.

Let me explain about each of them 2 guys were so nice guys, both of them were laterals. They helped us when we needed any help.3rd guy was also oaky.

There were 2 ladies, one lady was oaky and other was the most horrible person I could ever meet in my life.

And very unfortunately my mentor was that “horrible lady”

She was asked to teach me about the project and .Net details that are required for the project.

I tried to friendly to her as if I used to talk to my PMs in other account. But she gave me nasty look as if I have stolen something from her home last night. Then I talked to her with great respect as if she is my principal. Then she will have an okay like feeling on her face. She stared to assign me web pages to design from day 1 onwards. She will teach me only once and that too as if she wants to catch the next train .For any doubt she will give a warning look saying not to ask me again or you are not supposed to disturb me.

So I won’t ask her till it’s very much required and I have no other option. There was two other guys in the team who where laterals and they were the only good soul I could find in that suffocating atmosphere. They started helping me in my small doubts and I was happy for that. She will assign me work one after the other. She will come to the office by 8.30 sharp. She will start assigning and with half an hour intervals she will come to my seat to assign new task. At last I will have at least 10 tasks to be done at the same time. A small tint of smile won’t even appear on her face while talking to me. She talks as if she is the strictest principal in school.

One day I was sitting near her and my phone rang, it was my fiancé. She was doing something in her system .As she was not talking to me anything on what she is doing I attended my fiancé’s call .That call just lasted for 35 seconds max as he just want to call me ask about lunch. She turned her head and gave again a nasty look as if I am talking to her husband. I sat near her silent and tried to smile at her. She asked me “Who is that”, I said my fiancé, and we are going to get married next may.

“Don’t take up any call when you are sitting near me”

I said “oaky” and continued to look at her computer screen.

Almost same was the case with one of the freshers who joined with me but not as terrible as mine. One was lucky that she got the helping nice guy as the mentor.

I have almost forgotten to laugh in my life in that one month due to the terrifying treatment.

Team Lunch:

Our project manager informed that there is one team lunch going to happen in some good restaurant.

All were ready to go for lunch. In the lunch no one was talking to three of us other than the project manager. I felt happy that she is at least talking to us. But I had no complaints that others are not involving us in their conversation as we three were happy with our lunch.

When the lunch was over and three of us were standing and was cracking jokes, note I was laughing from my heart after 1 month.

Mrs. Mentor lady who was standing away and who was not even talking to us during the whole lunch ran from her group and came to me and said “Today we have to finish Arizona, in a dirty slang that she have don’t forget and gave a nasty look”..Suddenly we all stopped laughing and went back to the normal mode of silent melodrama.

I used to come to office at 8.30 am and will leave by 11.00pm.Since I was not married (but committed) I had no problem with this timing. She used to assign me work even at 10.30 Pm, when I am about to leave. I had no problem with that also, as I thought its work and we are supposed to do.

That Day:

After 2 month I was used to her looks and the way with which she assigns me work. I continued my schedule working from 8.30am or 9.00 am to 11.00 pm or 10.30 pm.

One day I completed the entire task given to me by 8.15pm.

I thought hey today I have to work only for 12 hrs and felt good. She has not given me anymore work.

She assigned me last work at 6.30 and I have completed that also.

We have to ask the permission of the team lead before leaving even when we are leaving at 11.00pm.

I got permission from the TL; he looked at me and said “u kld leavu” in a hard Tamil slang.

I went to Mrs: Mentor hell lady to ask her permission.

She looked at me with a wonder why I am so early.

“I am leaving”

“Why, you could leave by 10.30 cab”

I looked at her in surprise.

I said “I have no work I completed all my work that is assigned to me”

“You could leave by 10.30 cab”

I felt so irritated and I told her in bold voice “I am leaving; I have completed all my work”

She was not even looking at me nor listening to me” of 18 web pages you designed today 1 page is having a green shade for a “insert” button”

“I will do it tomorrow”

She looked at me as if I have done some crime.

I walked out of the office. Knowing I have to pay for it next day.
In these surroundings also i tried to find the positive things in it and console my heart and was thanking god that i have a job atleast.That made me survive all these.....

.....to be continued....

My Hero!!!

2010-05-06T06:08:00.001-05:00

Time is 8.30 PM. Shika walked out of the office...after a hectic day....She was waiting for her husband in front of her office....
When she stands there she always thanks that big lamp that adorns that path....
She always thinks...hello Mr. Lamp you are supporting me.... 
By then Sandesh came her husband.

Shika:”Sandesh where were u? Till now I was waiting for you”

Sandesh:”I was busy my lady
Our TV is ready now we must go and get it”
Okies...”
Shika: “It’s now 9.00 PM.”

They went to the TV shop.

TV is ready sir, the shop owner told with a pleasing smile...
Sir, How u r planning to take this home? You are having a two wheeler only...
Then the couple decided to take an Auto.
Shika:”I will take an auto, You could follow me in bike sandesh”
Sandesh:”okies...Here is an auto. Get into it”
Shika got into the auto with the TV and Auto started.

Auto driver was drunk and he started to drive auto so fast....

She turned back with anxiety and was looking whether Sandesh is following the Auto....
But she couldn’t see Sandesh.....and she was little bit tensed...
The auto driver was driving that vehicle as if...he is driving some roller coaster....
She was turning and looking for Sandesh again and again...
She regained the confidence and sat in the auto....
When a turning came she said....please go through that way....
He rashly turned the auto....she prayed and sighed what is happening....
She was turning back and was looking for Sandesh....

Suddenly she saw that a bike took over the auto.....she was looking anxiously and that was her husband Sandesh....

She thanked god....and her mind was murmuring “Hey my Hero is here”
After seeing Sandesh, auto driver slowed his auto......and Shika was feeling much better...
At last they reached home...
When both of them were taking the TV and keeping it inside....
Shika hugged Sandesh saying “U r my Hero”. There was a wonder in his eyes but he had a pleasant smile on his face....

Evening Chats!!!

2010-05-03T06:35:00.003-05:00

Both of them thought of having tea......Tina:” Rinu what you what to have with tea”....

Rinu: “U r choice mam.... :)......I will take the tea.....u could buy something and come....”

As usual, there was a not so big but still a queue ......while taking the tea....what was running through Rinu’s mind......yes...”Tina is going to leave as she is getting married...she is going to have a new life as I am having now....” a smile was there on her face....

Once she was back with tea....they both sat at the corner seats as both of them love to see the evening sun......

Then Tina’s Phone started ringing....its Eddy....she said....

Rinu asked her without much different expression on her face....”How is Eddy?”
“He is fine.....”
“Tina tell how both of u met......”
She started to laugh....”hey you are asking me as if... I am in love with him....”
“No I didn’t mean that.....I just want to know that is all....”

Both of the girls loved to see the tree near the bus stop. They could see that from their pantry...

Especially when it’s raining.....
Rinu was now in a very interesting mood to hear the story......”tell tell.....how and where u met....”
Tina was gazing the setting sun with her brown gleaming eyes. “We met on an interview....He interviewed me....He took me in his team and he was the Lead…..we used to have coffee together........she continued taking a zip of her tea.

He used to call me...he used to drop me in his car.....there a friendship was developing......

We used to chat in phone for hours...In the chat he said he has a girl friend....
Rinu was listening to her...with wide open eyes....Now both of their tea was getting cold...and they were so much indulged in the story....
Rinu:”he have a girl friend?”
Tina continued...”yes...he had...we are good friends...why I should be sad hearing that he have girl friend....”

Rinu: “okie then”
Tina: “Even though he is busy with his girl friend and other friends...he had time for me....
He used to listen to all my stupid stories and dreams.....he was a good listener...

One day he said he is going to another country for higher studies.....
Was I hurt by the fact that he is leaving???
When he was boarding the plane....the last call he made before leaving the country was to me....
When he reached there he called me first.....
I thought our friendship is going to have limits.....

But distance didn’t put limits to our friendship....he continued to call me....
After my busy schedule in office.....and his busy schedule at the university, he remembered me....”
Rinu:” you are just friends?”
Tina: “why such a question? ...we are.....”
They used to discuss about this friendship story in their tea breaks....

After few days.....

Tina was totally disturbed and confused that its friendship or love....
What Rinu could do is that she could only listen and tell her....ask him directly what he has for her...at that time Mr. Ego was blocking her from asking that to Eddy....

That day has arrived......

When both of the girls met for evening tea.....

Tina:” I felt that I had a heart break”
Rinu:”hey what happened?”
Tina continued.....Eddy broke my heart......he is love with some other girl there.
Then I was able to understand that she was in pain....
He told her that he doesn’t have any such feelings for her....at that time I could see the pain in her eyes...
Rinu consoled her saying that....it’s fine....now u have an answer....for your confusion.
At least that is the fine part of this incident......
Tina was having her head high.....but still had pain in eyes....:”yes....I might have misunderstood his friendship....may be......some one good is waiting for me....” and she smiled....

After 1 week

Tina:”Rinu my marriage got fixed”
Rinu also felt happy for her that she could find a good guy who could take care of her like a gem.....
And love her...passionately.....
Since Rinu is married she knows what married life is and how far is that from all those fascinations....
The true love will be experienced in the married life.....Rinu used to tell her....with a smile on her face....
Everybody was happy for Tina that she is getting married...except Eddy.....
How could that be? It’s a question......isn’t it......?

After 1 month
Tina’s marriage preparations started.....

Another evening chat:
Tina:”Yesterday was Eddy’s B’Day and he asked me for something”
Eddy: “Hey,i wanna ask u something........”
Will u marry me?
Tina was shocked....no, she cannot....
Tina: It’s too late Eddy....
Rinu could still see Tina’s gleaming eyes......
Was she happy.....? Her brown eyes told she was.....as God gave her the right person....to get married to
:)

NP: This is an incident that i heard from one of my friends.

U R PINKED.......

2010-04-29T06:13:00.000-05:00

Pink is one of my favorite .........why girls like pink color....why pink is always related to feminity.....??

After googling and binging...he hee...I came to few conclusions for my question....

And answers are

Pink was a color that was always related to boys and blue was a color that was related to girls.

This was the situation from 1920’s -1940’s .But after 1940’s this was inverted and blue became the color of boys and pink became the color of girls.

Another version of the story is that by 1940’s the Barbie came to picture and Barbie was wearing pink dresses, pink necklace...

Anyway I like pink color a lot and my first dolls name was pinke...

:) ....so nice to remember all those......

Here are some pink flowers added with this have a look...

:)

Falling Sun

2010-04-28T11:20:00.000-05:00

This is photo taken in munnar,kerala(india)

Dont you feel that sun is falling...

my love…………

2010-04-26T02:50:00.001-05:00

my love…………

Lots of prayers for u my love ……..

Lots of thanks for u my love……

Why?????

Lots….of thanks for thoughts that make me fresh…

That make be green……..

That lead me through my life……..my love……..

Moments , moments that u make me laugh………

Moments, Moments that make me hug……..

Hoooo!!!!!!!....all I could say I am simply & and madly in love with u……….

My sweet hubby………….

Sunsets.....

2010-04-24T11:52:00.000-05:00

Many of us like sunsets and sunrises....
why....that is a question......no never...those who are blessed to see the colour of this world will surely like sunsets snd sunrises.....which one u like most..?,,,what will be the answer for this....
hope 90% will say...sunrise gives us a new begining and sunset...takes us to nostalgic moments....am i correct....if my soul answers this question the answer will be similar......
i thought of sharing some sunsets....
Proudly let me say something....these are also from my husband's gallery....
Here comes the some pictures...
I will give explantion for each and when and where it was taken....

This is the picture taken at a beach at Veli in kerala (India).

This is taken at my native..pathanamthitta in Kerala(India)

One more thing could you see the hanging nest....in that..one of the key factors that attracted me in this picture is that.... :)

This is sunrise time in front of our home.....

:).

Priyanka Jayaraj

Mr.Ant in his violet palace.. :)

2010-04-24T11:37:00.001-05:00

Mr Ant and violet palace....sounds weird....but...after seeing this picture dont do feel that my thoughts are correct......
:) after seeing this picture in my husband's gallery....imagination was creating....stories ....ha haa....like...once there lived Mr.Ant...in viloet palace and blah blah...

let me make onething clear...my intention is not to tell story...but....to blog this picture....
:)

How fear of failure destroys success!!!!!

2010-04-22T00:56:00.000-05:00

This is an article that i read by chance but seems to be a good one and thought of sharing it....
The article is about how failure can destroy success and how success can stop you from becoming more successful....

How fear of failure destroys success

Trial and error are usually the prime means of solving life’s problems. Yet many people are afraid to undertake the trial because they’re too afraid of experiencing the error. They make the mistake of believing that all error is wrong and harmful, when most of it is both helpful and necessary. Error provides the feedback that points the way to success. Only error pushes people to put together a new and better trial, leading through yet more errors and trials until they can ultimately find a viable and creative solution. To meet with an error is not to fail, but to take one more step on the path to final success. No errors means no successes either.

In fact, one of the greatest misfortunes you can meet early in a project is premature—yet inevitably still partial—success. When that happens, the temptation is to fix on what seemed to work so quickly and easily and look no further. Later, maybe, a competitor will come along and continue the exploration process that you aborted, pushing on to find a much better solution that will quickly push your partial one aside.

Cultures of perfection

Too many organizations today have cultures of perfection: a set of organizational beliefs that any failure is unacceptable. Only pure, untainted success will do. To retain your reputation as an achiever, you must reach every goal and never, ever make a mistake that you can’t hide or blame on someone else.

Imagine the stress and terror in an organization like that. The constant covering up of the smallest blemishes. The wild finger-pointing as everyone tries to shift the blame for the inevitable cock-ups and messes onto someone else. The rapid turnover as people rise high, then fall abruptly from grace. The lying, cheating, falsification of data, and hiding of problems—until they become crises that defy being hidden any longer.
Clinging to the past

If some people fail to reach a complete answer because of the lure of some early success, many more fail because of their ego-driven commitment to what worked in the past. You often see this with senior people, especially those who made their names by introducing some critical change years ago. They shy away from further innovation, afraid that this time they might fail, diminishing the luster they try to keep around their names from past triumph. Besides, they reason, the success of something new might even prove that those achievements they made in the past weren’t so great after all. Why take the risk when you can hang on to your reputation by doing nothing?
Such people are so deeply invested in their egos and the glories of their past that they prefer to set aside opportunities for future glory rather than risk even the possibility of failure.

Why high achievers fail

Every strength can become a weakness. Every talent contains an opposite that sometimes makes it into a handicap. Successful people like to win and achieve high standards. This can make them so terrified of failure it ruins their lives. When a positive trait, like achievement, becomes too strong in someone’s life, it’s on the way to becoming a major handicap.

Achievement is a powerful value for many successful people. They’ve built their lives on it. They achieve at everything they do: school, college, sports, the arts, hobbies, work. Each fresh achievement adds to the power of the value in their lives.

Gradually, failure becomes unthinkable. Maybe they’ve never failed yet in anything that they’ve done, so have no experience of rising above it. Failure becomes the supreme nightmare: a frightful horror they must avoid at any cost. The simplest way to do this is never to take a risk. Stick rigidly to what you know you can do. Protect your butt. Work the longest hours. Double and triple check everything. Be the most conscientious and conservative person in the universe.

And if constant hard work, diligence, brutal working schedules, and harrying subordinates won’t ward off the possibility of failing, use every other possible means to to keep it away. Falsify numbers, hide anything negative, conceal errors, avoid customer feedback, constantly shift the blame for errors onto anyone too weak to fight back. The problems with ethical standards in major US corporations has, I believe, more to do with fear of failure among long-term high achievers than any criminal intent. Many of those guys at Enron and Arthur Andersen were supreme high-fliers, basking in the flattery of the media. Failure was an impossible prospect, worth doing just about anything to avoid.

Why balance is essential

Beware of unbalanced values in your life. Beware when any one value—however benign in itself—becomes too powerful. Over-achievers destroy their own peace of mind and the lives of those who work for them. People too attached to “goodness” and morality become self-righteous bigots. Those whose values for building close relationships become unbalanced slide into smothering their friends and family with constant expressions of affection and demands for love in return.

Everyone likes to succeed. The problem comes when fear of failure is dominant. When you can no longer accept the inevitability of making mistakes, nor recognize the importance of trial and error in finding the best and most creative solution. The more creative you are, the more errors you are going to make. Get used to it. Deciding to avoid the errors will destroy your creativity too.

Balance counts more than you think. Some tartness must season the sweetest dish. A little selfishness is valuable even in the most caring person. And a little failure is essential to preserve everyone’s perspective on success.

We hear a lot about being positive. Maybe we also need to recognize that the negative parts of our lives and experience have just as important a role to play in finding success, in work and in life.

Contrasting Buildings

2010-04-13T10:45:00.002-05:00

Hey lets have a look at this photo.Let me give more info about this photo.The owner of the photo is my husband.....that too taken on a sunday......now let me explain y "that too" clause added.....Yes....these are two buildings in Technopark....at the end i could convey one thing......my hubby was having this sunday working or could say....light moments in office.......:).....here comes the picture.....

White Flowers............

2010-04-09T03:14:00.003-05:00

Dreaming Flowers

Wedding Flowers

Hey...rainy flowers..

Anxious flowers.....

Sleeping Flowers

Dancing Flowers..

Painted Ones...

White Beauty

Cute Flowers

Arranged Flowers....

Magical Flowers....

Mrs. Elegant

Humorous Frustrations

2010-04-06T02:20:00.002-05:00

Positive thinking is one of the most important assets a human can own by himself /herself.

If we realize that life is all about making mistakes and learning from it.....then u are a successful person.

When a person lose in his life? This is a question that we have to ask ourselves.......god will give him ways to realize and change through mistakes...but if humanbeings continue to do that mistake...then he is a failure....

I was thinking about the word humorous frustrations......

Yes when I think about it I would have to say hey humorous frustration is a cute word......

Yupee.......here come some cute thoughts about my humorous frustration....

I was into a new team and the project stuffs , this so called stuffs includes mainframe knowledge to be used and the business both were totally new to me......

I am not a mainframe developer , am just a tester. I was given some program logic and was asked to create some document on the technical details on IO module testing (it’s a type of testing).

I was little bit frustrated....ha haa.....no idea what to do...

I went and asked my mentor (senior colleague) on this, but he said he was busy with his own work.

Still gave an overview I listened to it as if I am listening to a fable. My hopes was coming down on how to come up with something that was out of my scope literally .

Then an idea clicked on my mind....google baba is there to help right...

What do u think I goggled for how to proceed my work...then u are wrong...

:)...i googled for 100 positive words in google....do u think that its a crap....

No try this out when u all are frustrated.....it will work out....anyway it worked out for me...

I could feel my hope coming back............

It took two days for me to get the skeletal structure of my work to be done....but I made it at last....

Now I feel that it was a humorous frustration.....

:)

My Thoughts on rain

2010-03-30T06:44:00.001-05:00

Time is 4.11 PM..its going to rain .....

Sitting inside the office.....i could just feel that its going to rain.....is it an illusion....

Sometimes it could be because.....now it will be raining outside or rain will be over by now.. ... but there is a slight chill feeling sitting inside this glass boxes.....yes of course office bays could be very well called as glass boxes...

Rain, it played a very important role in my life....

When I was a kid....i loved to play in the rain...i used to make small paper boats and wait for the rain to be over so that I could find some way to that my small paper boats could make its way in the small temporary spring .........

When I grew up....i always related my thoughts and dreams with rain......

So when I am sitting inside the office.....and not able to feel the...rain.......thinking about the rain outside....i just remembered my friend and her colorful dreams...... So here come some lines for her....

My lady ur dreams will bloom...
Can’t you hear that whisper
Can’t you hear the bangles talk....
Running through that slushy rain.....

Finger tips are reaching drops.....
Whom are you waiting for...
Whom those dark brown eyes are waiting for...

Waving hands and silent moments ....are todays pain...
My lady....today’s pain is tomorrow’s happiness...

My lady ur dreams will bloom...
Ur wide spread eyes will watch that....
Ur face will have that smile....
That smile ...that dream shares....

My lady ur dream will bloom...

Burnt Biscuit Story

2010-03-29T06:35:00.001-05:00

When i read this burnt biscuit story i thought of sharing it with all...
this i got as a mail...and in the hectic work schedule i didnt get time to read it even....today when i read it ...
it touched my heart...but its a truth that i realised through my marriage...and my life.....
yes...life is all about knowing the truth.....understanding what we are....
so here comes the Burnt Biscuit Story....

:)
My father taught me never to berate anyone for not living up to my expectations. For example if I requested someone - a friend a family member even one of our servants to buy something and it is was not to my liking he would say " why complain or be dissatisfied, you should have done your own shopping ! "

BURNT BISCUIT STORY

When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.

On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"

Life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults - and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!

We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!

"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own."

God Bless You. Now, and Always....

So Please pass me a biscuit, an yes, the burnt one will do just fine.!.!.!.! And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has enriched your life... I just did!

Was she alone....!!!

2010-03-23T09:37:00.002-05:00

I am sharing a poem with u all.......

This dosent means that i am poet....2day am back from office early and in a mood to blog...

here comes the piece of poem....

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Was she alone!!

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Thoughts are mystic....

She kept her eyes closed.....

Could feel the deep breath of wind

wavy hair fell on her face.....

A smile that means a lot ...a lot...

Flashed through her mind....

Was she alone..?

May be may not be.....

With her hands spread wide....

she could feel the fresh hug of the air..

she could hear the silent roar of the sea....

Was she alone?

May be may not be........

Tears rolled down making her cheeks wet...

Her legs firm on wet sand.....

That voice echoed on her ears.....

Her body arched like a bow.....

Oh! She could feel a tight grip on her hip.....

A hot hush of air on her face......

Ha! hands of waves to wipe her tears....

And dancing along with her thoughts....

really mystic thoughts...

A smile on her face.....

Her eyes gleaming beneath the heavy lids.....

Was she alone.....?

No she was not........

My Thoughts on Flowers

2010-03-23T07:15:00.001-05:00

When i thought of blogging nothing was coming in my mind.
so thought of writing something about the flowers. As a mainframe tester, when i am in office there is mainframes to eat up my brain. Today i had a team lunch in Maurya, after that lunch i was feeling so sleepy..to look into mainframe screen after having a heavy lunch was indeed a punishment..........so i thought to write up something......when i am flooded with work...and when mainframe starts to cook my brain and prepare lunch....i will open the google and search for flowers. U may be thinking...
What is the meaning of it..yes...its an answer to all my tension and work pressure..yes that is true...
When we see flowers we will feel good...even the mainframes will stop their cookery show and will have a look at my flower show.
I know i am boring the readers with flower show and cookery show.
So stop all those and let me share some wallpapers with you all which could relax u all a lot when u feels that ur brainstem is shouting at u .......
So the message is that
‘Only person that can make you happy is you...itself Bcoz the happiness is within you....
It’s your duty to find it out.....’Yes its true that even a small flower could make you happy......
:)