VISHAL KUMAR HINDUJA

2010-03-18T13:36:00.000-07:00

god knows what is best for us.........

2010-02-11T21:54:00.000-08:00

Few days back, my friend’s exam result were out. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to clear the exam. And at the very night, he came to my home for a walk, he was so upset that time. And trust me on that, he had really worked hard for the exams. He was almost near to cry, and spitted out everything that was hanged heavy in his head. But among all the things, I noticed , that he was even blaming god.
Now , how can he blame god for something he wasn’t able to achieve. I wanted to correct him and explain him that whatever happens, it is for some good. But he was in all blues and so I thought to leave him on his own and waited for correct time to come, when I can explain him that god envy no one, nor he is partial to anyone. He is equal to all ……
Yesterday I was sitting with him, and the newspaper lying on the desk reminded me that I woke up so late that morning, that I wasn’t able to read newspaper. so I started reading the newspaper. I have no fancy for editorial pages but those pages, if read regularly ivokes lot of ideas in you. So thinking that I begin reading the article in the column “the speaking tree”. Yes, they are quite boring sometimes. But I continued. The title was “Fervent Prayers That Go Unanswered” by Rehana Ali. It goes like that –

This is the story of a little girl called Ranu, who grew up studying in a convent, where besides the three R’s, she was taught to pray.
    ‘‘Ask and you shall receive,’’ says the Bible and Ranu had been trained well in the art of ‘asking’. Not just that, she also learned to do small acts of kindness, to be generous and cultivate virtues. She was taught to remember that her Guardian Angel watched over her constantly.
In school, she and her other little friends prayed regularly for a variety of favours. Prayers included appeals for a bright, sunny morning on sports day, for flowers to bloom in the manicured school garden in time for the flower show, for seniors at school to perform well in their Board exams… the list was quite long.
Ranu also had her own little list of personal prayers that she was certain needed immediate attention. “Please, God, give the measles to Miss P Alvarez,” she pleaded, ‘‘…for giving me a zero in my drawing test.’’ But Miss Alvarez looked none the worse than she was; in fact, she seemed to look even better with each passing day. Reluctantly, the disappointed Ranu gave up on this.
    She didn’t give up praying, however. ‘‘I’ve never fainted at morning assembly,’’ she informed Him, ‘‘though girls around me keep dropping like nine pins. I feel so jealous of them God, especially when they’re fussed over and given a glass of yummy orange juice. Can’t You let me have a blackout too, just once?’’ But no! He had decided to ignore her plea again.
Then her best friend Anju fractured a bone in her foot. Her foot was now in a cast, and Anju was turned into a hero overnight. Her classmates rallied around her to touch the cast and write little messages of encouragement on the plaster of Paris. Anju’s fan following grew by the day; they followed her around. Ranu’s heart was consumed by envy.
   ‘‘Can’t You do anything for me? I want to feel important, too. It’s just not fair. I want a fracture. Perhaps You could break my hand… No, on second thought, i need both hands to do my favourite needle work. Okay, my foot, but not the right one, please.’’
    Ranu had no such luck. All her pleas seem to have fallen on deaf ears – why wasn’t He listening? It seemed as though she simply did not exist (for Him). She tried her best. She slid down the banisters backwards, raced up and down the staircase three steps at a time and even jumped off the swing in the hope that she would at least sprain her ankle. And what did she get in return? An unscathed body and a summons to appear before Mother Superior in her office!
     ‘‘Child, we have had enough of your wild ways. You will be gated. No morning walks for you for the next three weeks.’’
   For Ranu, who loved nothing more than meandering in the woods that surrounded her school, this was an awful punishment. What would she do?
   Later, much later, when life had moved on beyond childish dreams and innocent school girlish demands, when Ranu had grown to adulthood having weathered many challenges in life, she learnt the true value of prayers that go unanswered. And, that when He leaves some prayers unanswered, it is His way of showing that He knows what is best for us. He does answer every single prayer but in His own time and sometimes, when a prayer goes unanswered, that is the answer.

Now this was the thing I wanted to explain to my friend that day. Immediately I made him read this piece of knowledge which could help him to score good in his next attempt. and restore the faith in god.

I wish him all the best. May god bless him.
may god bless all.

wish you a very very happy republic day

2010-01-25T06:12:00.000-08:00

happy makar sakrant...!!!!

2010-01-13T21:33:00.000-08:00

aal izz not well !!

2010-01-02T00:58:00.000-08:00

last month of the last year i.e. dec. 2009 was a complete pacakge of fun and learning. i appeared for three competitive exams, saw three outstanding movies, and went to so many cities.I celebrated christmas and new year with my friends. this year we had an home-made party for new year exclusively for us and it was a huge success.
i saw three movies this month, And all were outstanding. i remember once my sir said " vo movie, movie nahi jo dekhne ke baad 4-5 gante tak dimag mein gantiya nahi bajaye".
and all the movies i saw in the last month, mere dimag mein 2-3 din tak gantiya bajti rahi.
here let me tell you that, gantiya bajne ka matlab hai ki, you keep on thinking about the characters, story, music and every other thing about the movie. and same happened with me.
the movies were "PAA", "AVATAR", "THREE IDIOTS"

AVATAR came up with a very strong messege. and i have lot to write about this movie, but i am waiting to watch it in 3D.
On christmas, we friends went to watch three idiots, which was said to based on the famous novel by chetan bhagat- "five point someone". i had read the book earliar, and i liked it very much, so i was eagerly waiting for the movie sice i heard that they are making movie on this novel. and finally the had hit the theatres and we booked the tickets for the first day, and sadly, second show.
the movie was a full entertainer, we had a throat pain, out of laugh on the speech sequence of Chatur Ramalingam. and tears were tickling on Raju and Farhan stripping their pants. the book was moulded so well to give a very strong messege to the youths that "Strive for excellence and success would be chasing you".
but yesterday i saw in headlines that the movie is in controversy, for not giving proper credit to writer of the "five point someone" - chetan bhagat.
movie team is blaming chetan bhagat, that he is doing all this for publicity. but i think that it would not have been possible to make such a movie without the reference of this book. and some scenes and copied as it is from the book. then why didn't they gave his name is credit lines. obviously, he would have been hurt.
i remember that when slumdog millioniare movie came, vikas swarup was given proper credit for his book Q&A, though there were many scenes which were completely changed.
Now, aamir and prodution team has decided to file a case against chetan bhagat. whatever the result come, i really think that chetan deserves what he is asking for !!!!!!!!!

Happy new year !!!!

2009-12-27T22:31:00.000-08:00

WISHING EVERYONE A VERY VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR. !!!!

Wish me luck !!!!

2009-12-19T00:59:00.000-08:00

The year 2009 is coming to an end. And when I look back, I can clearly see that this year has ended in smoke. This was the worst year of my life till now. A year back, I made many New Year resolutions to myself, that I will to this-n-that etc. etc. but I had done nothing to count on.
Few days back, a very close and lost friend of mine mailed me asking how I am, and what I had been doing till now. This question hanged heavy over my head but somehow I did away with it. But deep at my heart I am really regretting for falling flat this year.
But this year had given me very good experiences which I think will help me a lot in my life.
In January, it was a good start, I kept myself busy in learning animations and in so many tuitions for competitive exams and my graduation. And same went on in Feb. too. Then In month of March I realized that I should now concentrate on my graduation, so I left everything I was doing for the sake of my studies but this month too went by fits and starts. Then came the exam month i.e. April, at the eleventh hour I started studying, and believe me I really tried to score well but it was a hope against hope. After my exams I was in full holiday mood. So we four friends packed our bags and went for vacations to Mumbai-goa. Yes, I was once again in goa. Last time I went there on a school tour. So obviously, I wanted to cherish all my memories. So we friends went to every place once again. It was so much fun there. For the first time I travelled in local train of Mumbai and B.E.S.T buses, but in all, tour went so good.

As soon I was back from goa I had to go to another trip to pune with my family. It was after 10-12 year we (my mom, dad and my younger sister) were going somewhere together. So we enjoyed so much.
Then came the month of June,my result was also out till then. Obviously, i didn't got distinction marks.but by god's grace i cleared every subject without back(it is also a big thing in our university...lol). I joined back my animation classes but till then my interest had gradually fizzled out of this field and I had realized that this is not my cup of tea, but for the sake of fees I had paid there, the hard earned money of my father, I continued with animations thinking that I can use those skills in future. So in June and July, I would wake up late, spend 3-4 hours at studio, and rest of the time in hanging around with friends.

But in month of august, I don’t know what happened to me, I decided to pack my bags and asked my parents that I want to go to jaipur for preparation of competitive exams. But they insisted that I should go to Indore, so leaving my animation classes halfway I went to Indore and after few days, my best buddy also joined me. There I seriously devoted my time to studies. But soon I came to know that due to my misdeeds I won’t be able to appear for exam I was preparing for. So I was completely broken. And after spending few more days there I came back to my city in October. Whole of this month went into diwali celebrations .but after coming back I felt like I had turned from ambivert to introvert. I wasn’t interacting with anyone, I preferred staying back at home, avoiding all social meetings and functions. May be because I was so much depressed, and this went on till the second week of December.

Now I realize that things can’t go as they are going. I have to do something about myself. So that I don’t feel ashamed of telling anyone about what I had been doing all these days. I know putting all this on a blog won’t help me in any means but on my part, it can do wonders and it’s really beyond explanation at this moment. Maybe, next year I would be able to explain myself that why I am putting all this on a blog.
Coming year is very important for me in every term. There are many things to do on the charts. And it’s time to put them in action.
Wish me luck.
Happy 2012

DREAMS MEAN WORK

2009-12-15T04:35:00.000-08:00

After so many days, i dont know why, i opened photoshop and did something with the line that is inspiring me these days. "DREAMS MEAN WORK".

I Just can't let you go !!!

2009-12-02T06:25:00.000-08:00

While reading TOI, i came across a very good thougt in the "sacred space" coloumn. Here it goes :-

To enjoy anything, we cannot be attached to it. What we usually try to do is to capture any joy that comes our way before it can escape. We try to cling to all pleasure, but all we succeed in doing is making ourselves frustrated because, whatever it promises, pleasure simply cannot last. But if i am willing to kiss the joy as it flies, i say, 'yes, this moment is beautiful. I won't grab it. I'll let it go'. If we don't cling to past or future, We live entirely here and now, in 'eternity's sunrise'

Feeling blessed !!

2009-11-27T10:07:00.000-08:00

From last so many months i was thinking of reading one of the most unusual and the one of the most important scripture, that is BHAGAVAD GEETA. And i really feel blessed after reading BHAGAVAD GEETA. and now comes the most difficult task to adopt the things taught in the GEETA. i had once heard from someone that if u follow just one thing from GEETA, that can change your whole life. Its is the divine voice of the God. One can be spiritually benefited by mediating and contemplating on the GEETA.

Here is the GEETA saar :--

Whatever happened, it happened for good.
Whatever is happening, is happening for good.
Whatever that will happen, it will be for good.
What have you lost for which you cry?
What did you bring with you, which you have lost?
What did you produce, which has destroyed?
You did not bring anything when you were born.
Whatever you have, you have received from Him.
Whatever you will give, you will give to Him.
You came empty handed and

you will go the same way.

Whatever is yours today was somebody else’s yesterday and will be somebody else’s tomorrow.

Change is the law of the universe.

my all-time favorite poem !!

2009-11-15T06:21:00.000-08:00

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

it was taught to us in our school. i don't know exactly in which standard but i like this poem very much. specially the last two lines.

The most difficult question….

2009-10-25T08:29:00.000-07:00

There are many situations in one’s life when he is simply clueless while answering any question.

I am not talking about academic questions. But the questions that make one chew the cud.

I don’t know of others but for me the most difficult question is when I am asked “about myself”. When I have to fill the “about me” column in the social networking sites or in any form, it’s really a hard nut to crack.

I find myself on horns of dilemma. I just don’t get words to describe myself.

I think I should send an request to everyone out there who know me, asking them to write me back all they know about me, my character, nature etc. etc. but that too won’t help. Coz problem is with me.

Don’t get me wrong, I obviously know all the personal details of mine. Like my name, address, sex, fathers name and blah blah……………but what I don’t know is that what kind of person I am.

When I think I am a good guy, something happens and I am tagged as a bad boy. And when I assume and start believing that I am really bad, someone comes and say that m so good, helping and good natured. My girlfriend dumped me coz she thinks that I am so boring and same time I was admired everywhere for my sense of humour. Some think that I am darling to them and many think that I am of no use. Some think that I am intelligent, but my results never showed so, I personally think that I am so much creative but actually have no achievements to my credit. I think that my business capabilities are great but I had lost my money in some of my previous investments. Some find me cute and some hate my company. My friends say I have lots of patience, but I find my parents opposing them. I love music but what genre I like most, I am unsure…………..and this differences have no end.

I think I will never be able to solve this puzzle.

“Who m I “

Extract from the book "By the river piedra,I sat down and wept" by Paulo coelho

2009-10-14T06:27:00.000-07:00

Love is always new. regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand new situation. Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. if we reject it, we die out of hunger, because we lack the courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. we have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.
The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us.
And to save us

GOOGLE POWER

2009-10-04T05:23:00.000-07:00

Today i had an mad idea (may be coz i had recently purchased new idea connection). i thought to search for myself on google. i was knowing that obviously i would be nowhere in google listings. but then too thought to give it a try,

so i opened mozilla firefox and entered "vishal hinduja" in the google toolbar.Within a second it displayed the results ..........
and i was shocked to see the results. it was that i never dreamt of.

There were more than four or five links for me on first page itself.

SALUTE to google power, i was so pleased that it has listings even for "good for nothing" human beings, like me.

yaa i admit that there may be many people who may find this an very ordinary and usual thing but for me it was hard to belive.

There was also a site named facesearch on that page. http://www.facesaerch.com/face/vishal+hinduja

Out of curosity i clicked that link. a beautiful black coloured with flying pictures opened.
now this was the moment i was all agog. that site was even showing my picture.
this all was like a cock and bull story.
i simply stared at my picture for next 10 minutes. then somehow i come out of that fancy to the homepage where i was searching myself.
i saw the "images" link in the top left of my screen and in no time i clicked that too. the page was displaying all the pictures i had uploaded long back on my picassa album.
it was really amazing to see all the pics again.

Once again HATS OFF to google power, who helped to search myself. now its time to check out for other sites too..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

2009-10-04T03:42:00.000-07:00

no no....its not my birthday. actually m feeling little guity on my part......i always forget birthdays of my dear and near ones. its the fourth or fifth time in a year i had forgotten my dear ones to wish them on their birthdays.......vaise unki bhi galti hai.....4-5 din pehle bday party ka invitation bhejna chahiye taki yaad rahe(shame on me). so frm now m gonna write everybody's bday and anniversaries in my diary and i swear not to forget anyone's birthday from now...... sorry frds.....

MY FIRST BLOG

2009-10-03T07:45:00.000-07:00

bahut time se soch raha tha to start writing blogs.
here is the moment.
i,vishal kumar hinduja is ready to dive into the deep ocean of blog writing
but i hardly know anything abt writting blogs. my grammer is also little poor.
but time teaches all. hope mein bhi sab sikh jau....i dont know ki koi padne wala bhi hai ki nahi mere blogs.. nevermind i will keep trying to improve.
The line that is motivating me these days from the book of poulo coelho is
"DREAMS MEAN WORK" and while writing this blog i m dreaming that one day my blogs will be very popular among masses.......hoping for the best.........

The Making Of A Mother

2007-11-21T05:25:00.000-08:00

By the time the Lord made mothers, He was into the sixth day working overtime. An Angel appeared and said "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered and said, "Have you read the spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not elastic; have 200 movable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and leftovers; have a lap that can hold three children at one time and that disappears when she stands up; have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart; and have six pairs of hands."
The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. "Six pairs of hands! No way!" said the Angel.
The Lord replied, "Oh, it's not the hands that are the problem. It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers must have!"
"And that's on the standard model?" the Angel asked.
The Lord nodded in agreement, "Yep, one pair of eyes are to see through the closed door as she asks her children what they are doing even though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head are to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can. And the third pair are here in the front of her head. They are for looking at an errant child and saying that she understands and loves him or her without even saying a single word."
The Angel tried to stop the Lord "This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish."
"But I can't!" The Lord protested, "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can feed a family of six on a pound of hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand in the shower."
The Angel moved closer and touched the woman, "But you have made her so soft, Lord."
"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."
"Will she be able to think?" asked the Angel.
The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason, and negotiate."
The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like You have a leak with this model. I told You that You were trying to put too much into this one."
"That's not a leak." the Lord objected. "That's a tear!"
"What's the tear for?" the Angel asked.
The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her disappointment, her pain, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride."
The Angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything for this one. You even created the tear!"The Lord looked at the Angel and smiled and said, "I'm afraid you are wrong again. I created the woman, but she created the tear!"

POSITIVE THOUGHT- A STRONG TOOL OF SUCCESS

2007-11-21T05:19:00.000-08:00

Once opon a time there was bunch of tiny frogs.....who arranged a running competition the goal was to reach the top of very high tower.The big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants....the race began......honestly, no one in crowd really believed that the tiny frog would reach the top of tower.You heard statements such as:they will NEVER make it to the top.or:not a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!The tiny frog began collapsing. one by one...Exept for those, who in fresh tempo were climbing higher and higher.....the crowd continue to yell-its too difficult!!! no one will make it!more tiny frogs got tired and gave up.....,,,,but one continued higher and higher and higher....This one wouldnt give up!at the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower, except for one tiny frog that, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top!THEN all the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it?A contestent asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed and reach the goal.it turned out....that the winner was deaf!!!!Never listen to other people tendencies to be negative or passimistic....because they take your most wonderful dreams and wishes away from you- the ones you have in your heart!