kal aaj kal

We know our strength. Do YOU ???

2011-08-30T00:49:00.000-07:00

All that glitter is not gold.
Its funny, but I realize what that really means. The Golds Gym, the largest international gym chain in the world was introduced to India in 2002. With a reputation of owning finest equipment and certified trainers, this gym today has an ever growing membership. Their specialized programs promise you a fine body that everyone will notice. And so after hitting our metros like Mumbai, Delhi and Bangalore, The Golds Gym moved towards the smaller cities like Chandigarh.
Very excited Karan and I went down to see the gym. Not so impressive. Its boring. The location, first of all sucks. We knew that the gym was running on franchises, but please, why would the franchise owner choose a place like Mohali to start off. And as if that was not enough, the gym is right amidst office. huh! I was horrified at the location. No one was outside the premises( probably because it was weekend). But honestly, I don't think its better off on weekdays either.
Karan had an appointment with the manager of the branch . He wanted to work with the to get some hours on his resume, after he took his test to be certified fitness trainer. Here I'd like to point at the mismanagement of the staff, who fixed an appointment first, and when we're there already inform us that the manager was not available on weekends. I was so pissed off. I wanted to yell- "what do you really mean by the word appointment?" Apart from that the gym was suffocating and dull. Anyways, that was all two years back.

After almost two years, we got married. I drive down to work to Mohali. And guess what? My workplace is very close to the boring international-franchise-owned-warehouse-gym. On my way back home yest I spotted a an advertisement of the gym. I was shocked, literally SHOCKED at the idea of location, yet again. And second, at the condition of that innovative effort to attract people. This is what GOLDS GYM has come down to after a struggle of 3 years in Punjab- A corner for drying clothes!!

I'm not sure if you will really notice fine bodies, courtesy Golds Gym, But you will definitely notice THISSS......

Shining under the rain

2011-08-28T21:50:00.000-07:00

Its been a rainy month throughout. And I love taking pictures of various things around when they are drenched. Everything is sparkly and shines in even in the slightest drop of light.

Busy in their own way

2011-08-25T00:04:00.000-07:00

Such pictures really give me pleasure. When everyone is busy runnig around, making money, plotting, these little ones are lost in their own thoughts. They have a world of their own, unaffected by the outside rush.

Authority kills Individuality

2011-08-11T00:26:00.000-07:00

Use of authority at work palce is a common thing, a common problem, a common enemy to many.
Seniors pressurize subordinates to perform roles against will and more importantly 'INTEREST'. I always thought qualification was no factor in determining a person's capability of becoming a manger. But experience, certainly is. But somehow I happen to realize now, the more experienced a man is, the more blurred his understanding and interests become. He does have a vision, a vision which only he gets at office hours.

Experience is the keyword to success. But why does this experience blur the visions of a man, who fails to see the persepective of a cog. The cog, yes, is the one who does everything, in a hope to becoming a success in life SOMEDAY.
Lets forget big organizations, and take example of a family. I grew up hearing stories of how my father faught at school. How he was a local gang leader at college. How he bunked college to be with his girl friends. And my mother would tell me about all her stylish dresses, and that she would go to movies very often when she was young. When she got engaged to my father, they would have food at expensive places in town, and how would splurge her with gifts. But when we grew up, I saw nothing of all that. My sister and I were hardly taken to movies. Being girls we couldn't get into street fights, or get pocket money. I had to complete my grad privately, because my attendance was low. And my father had almost killed me for that. When i got engaged I was taught daily, not to eat out too much.
As its said, when you become successful, don't forget your bad days. Family experience on the contrary never lets you forget bad days. This is a reason why parents never want their children to repeat their mistakes. In the course, they sometimes restrict their kids to an extent of suffocating them, stopping them from making experiences, hence giving them even worse days in a few extreme cases.
The sad part of being experienced is that most of the experience is not from what you have seen, but from what you heard- from a friend. If a friend's son dies in a car accident, you never buy your own son a car. If a relative's daughter scored high in exams, you frustrate your own kid with comments about being dumb.
So, coming back to work place, a working experience teaches you both good and bad. But you remember only good, opposite to family experience. Seniors tend to remember good times, and good attributes of themselves, which made them seniors. "I worked day and night on a project and got promoted", "I was always hardworking and a favorite of my boss". They forget where they started from, where they came from. The bad experiences are for their own kids. "I started from scratch, washed dishes in hotels, did small jobs, to give you a comfortable life", " I had no money when i got married"
These insensitive seniors make their associates do things which were once quite impossible for them. And if a person manages to do them and become a senior, there is another transformation. A man is pushed into a robotic lifestyle, with no individuality, but just a dream to make it big!

cruel minds behind innocent faces

2011-07-26T21:10:00.000-07:00

It sometime surprises me and also upsets me how people manage to carry around two faces wherever they go. Hide the nasty one behind an innocent mask. How very conveniently they befool you. Even after several experiences of meeting such people, you still fall for the trap. By the time you realise its a trap, you already have wasted too much on them, in believeing them, in making a relation, in putting your trust into them. If you once had doubts about them you told yourself to give it another try. But all a waste. It adds onto your experience, but an experience that doesn't count. Because experiences don't count in matters of heart, of friendship, of love.

where is the love??

2011-07-22T04:18:00.000-07:00

I could never really understand why the differences were made out between idol worship and non idol worship. Just the presence of and idol in one and the absence in the other. Is that too big a difference to divide hearts, to divide people across nations? Why is idol worship considered to be waste of time and show off, and the wrong path to meet God? Why is it considered and unforgivable sin in Islam.

I believe in God, and i too worship the idol. I consider my worship to be a form of conversation with some higher power I believe in. I dont know what it looks like, but i believe in it. What does a conversation involve? the presence of two or more people. so if I talk to the idol in my room, or a photograph of one of the Gods on the wall, what is so wrong with it? i see an image, and a muslim imagines. Doesn't imagination have some form. if not a figure, but a word, a light. Something to worship, something to hold on to, t to walk towards. Why the question of superiority. Why the disparity? Why the question of better understanding of religion is risen every time? Why the need of conversion?

God is one.

Is it really? Then why does a Muslim hate a Hindu and vice-versa? Why the killings in the name of religion?. Why the young minds which are once taught the lesson of one god, are one day poisoned with feelings of hatred for one another?

Every religion teaches the same thing, and every follower pretends to follow, but denies it inside. Learned men were born in different parts of the world to enlighten the masses. They taught good things to people. But did they divide the world into sections unknowingly.? Trying to inculcate the minds of people with the sense of unity, did they push them into the pond of discrimination?

Sikh gurus, Hindu lords, Jesus Christ and also the Prophet, everyone preached benevolence and the oneness of the almighty. But the world has forgotten it all, and just remembers one thing- no respect, love noone, hate all.

The drops that created mist

2011-07-20T03:57:00.000-07:00

Beautiful pictures from my last visit to Mclodganj- the little tibet. A small town in Himachal Pradesh, where you will find people from all around the world on a mile long street of fashion. The bustling bazaars , the crowded cafes and restaurants with the exquisite tibetan food are the soul of this town There's nothing much you can do here. A visit to the monastery and then spend the whole day in a street cafe with the hippies. The simplicity of the people adds to the beauty of the place. A few kilometers away from the main town is the Naddi. A small piece of land amidst the mighty hills of Himachal.

need a little something more

2011-07-13T04:47:00.000-07:00

I hate this thing about my work place. No downloading allowed, no pen drives permitted, no you tube.
What am i supposed to do when i need a time out? Jump to friend's desk? I don't want to walk upto a friend everytime and be the centre of attention for my neighbours. These guys, i tell you, need something to gawk at all day long. What better can they get to place their eyes on than someone who was the boss's favourite, left work without a hint, and the joined back shockingly.
I want my blog to have some beautiful pictures, tht evryone can see.
Some colors to make my space a little less boring.
Some fun going on on my blog.
I need to make some arrangement soon to make all this happen, before my writing looks like a ragged yellow sheet of some old newspaper. Which is nowhere, but under that pile of frequently watched attractive magazines.

yet again

2011-07-12T04:35:00.000-07:00

My second day at work, and i had thought it would be different this time. but i feel the same. the same boring place that i left in fuss, and im still indecisive.I left this this place, and joined to do something i loved doing. left that place too, and came back here. Is there a problem with my work place everytime, or is it me? Its not that i dont love what im doing, and that I din't love my previous job, but somehow i cant stick to one thing for too long. If given to choose between the two, i'd rather do both. Writing was never a passion, but something that i loved doing occassionaly. Fashion was my first love. But Why cant i do both? Why the choice? Why the boring long work hours? Why my time isn't mine? Why work over one thing like a donkey? Why i cannot do them both? Probably im too young at this time. Or i dont have finances on me to do my own thing. So i can conlude its situtational. Its timely. Its temporary. Yeah it will be gone one day. And i'll do what i love. I would start my day with a nice meal with kiki, make a short visit to my boutique, do some painting, do some writing. But then i think, will it be all? Will i be satisfied? If not, then will it say that im incompetent, good for nothing. That i lack commitment. Or i'm not hardworking. Am i incapable of handling stress that long working hours create for me. Or a confusion only.