Easy to become Unsuccessful?

Nobody is interested to know 'how to become unsuccessful'. Are there any difference between success and failure? If a kid fail in exam, is that child unsuccessful? When a kid fail in an exam, who is really unsuccessful: the kid, the teacher, the parents, the society...????

Today while tasting the Thai cuisine, my friend sitting on other side of table proclaimed that I am an idealist. My wife used to remind me the same. I understand that I am afraid of admitting mistakes.. I am afraid that admitting mistakes is a failure.. But, friends it is the courage as Gandhi, Mandela or hundreds of great people showed us.. still we are failed.. Is it not a failure??

It is easier to be unsuccessful.. It is easier to be successful.. But tough to admit failure!!!!

God's symphony

In these years i was searching for God's symphony.. i don't know whether it exists or not. I do feel to search for it. I love to search more than i find it.

What is God's symphony?
when you close your eyes ...
when you stand alone...
when you live in the shades
when you blink in the darks
if you hear a voice
the voice of lust
the voice of greedy
the voice of thirst..
Listen thee words
Never forget a kid singing
in the name of peace
but you look around
searching the love
cursing crazy Gods
complaining the symphony..
Before I die
I may ask
Composer asked me
Did you hear my symphony ever?

A little voice

when i was a kid i did not wear dress...
then i saw my parents wearing colourfull dresses....

I asked my Mom why are you wearing dress..
"I am not a free bird"
Am i a free bird.. Yes I am...

then i started wearing dress...
i dream of the cocoons sacrificing their life
i dream of butterflies looking back...
i dream of rainbows smiling at.
one day i stopped dreaming....
i started wearing dress...
i am caged....
i saw sun and moon
i saw monsoons.
a little voice came
"Mama why are you wearing dress... "
i am shocked...
"I am in cage... Dont wear dress my little sweet"

A Boy with Balloon

One day God asked the child, "Dear my little sweet, why are you crying"...

"I have lost my balloon...".

God with utmost happiness gave him 100 balloons.

After few years, again God asked him, "Ohhh little one, why are you crying"..

He replied, " I want to get the color pencil like that of my friend, Avinash"..
God gave him 50 color pencils of different colors...
.... ..... ....
He grew up and became a college student...
Again he cried... God appeared and asked him.
He replied, " I want to drink whisky as much as Vinash drinks" ...
God gave him one bottle of Scotch whisky...

He again cried!!! but God did not appear at all... Now he is about to die.. God appeared and asked him, "why are you crying, my friend?" ...

The old man said, "You did not appear to me after I asked for whisky.. But you always appear before Avinash.. why?"

God replied, "Avinash is still asking me only for Balloons....He played with that balloons when he was a kid..Whenever he saw a kid crying for balloon, he asks me..."

Old man asked again, "...then why are you calling me as friend?"

God just smilled...

In search of GOD

I used to ask myself, why am i going to temple?... May be the following lines from Tagore answer this....

Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God,
First fill your own house with the Fragrance of love...
Go not to the temple to light candles before the altar of God,
First remove the darkness of sin from your heart...
Go not to the temple to bow down your head in prayer,
First learn to bow in humility bfore your fellowmen...
go not to the temple to pray on bended knees,
First bend down to lift someone who is down-trodden...
Go not to the temple to ask for forgiveness for your sins,
First forgive from your heart those who have sinned against you.

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in this dynamic, fast moving new world, we are running..... running in search of something (money, happiness, love....).. stop a while and think a minute ......
enjoy the beauty of nature, the beauty of love,the beauty of life....
... I found the love, the happiness, the wealth ... Stop running and go to temple...

To quote Swami Vivekananda,
where can we go to find God if we cannot see Him in our own hearts and in every living being

Let us go to temple to enlighten our own hearts..............

The Reality Syndrome....

When i was at high school, i dreamt of changing the world...
when i was at pre-university, i dreamt of changing my country...
When i was at college, i dreamt of changing my state...
when i landed in Europe, i dreamt of changing my village...
when i started phd, i dreamt of changing myself...
and now, in my third year of phd, i dream of finishing it....

Freedom of a Kid

Once I asked a boy (about 12 years old) about his dream. He said "I want to be a boy of myself'. When i was a kid, I want to be a 'kid of myself'. Since my parents were not well educated and i belonged to a rural area, i got greater chance to be a 'kid'. My parents never wanted to replicate themselves on me. Frankly they may not understand this complex theory of human life. My parents never see me as a future doctor or scientist or IAS officer... Even many of these professions were unfamiliar to them...I was never forced to learn. The algebra, pythagorian principle, matrices all were new to them as well... they do not know about internet, www, blog.... even they were unfamiliar with mobile phone... I wish my parents were well educated and informed... until i heard the answer from that boy...Now i wanted to go back to my childhood and again enjoy the kid of myself...