Thursday, February 07, 2013
Change
Change is not easy, but it is simple. Things will always change. We don’t have a choice about that. But we do have a choice about how we react to change. It really boils down to this…either we manage change, or it will manage us.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Friday, February 03, 2012
Standard Chartered Mumbai Marathon 2012
Successfully completed SCMM 2012 – Half Marathon (21.097 km) in 2 hr -22 min -16 sec.
Friday, August 12, 2011
A superb story
There once lived a great mathematician in a village outside Ujjain. He was often called by the local king to advice on matters related to the economy. His reputation had spread as far as Taxila in the North and Kanchi in the South. So it hurt him very much when the village headman told him, "You may be a great mathematician who advises the king on economic matters but your son does not know the value of gold or silver."
The mathematician called his son and asked, "What is more valuable - gold or silver?" "Gold," said the son. "That is correct. Why is it then that the village headman makes fun of you, claims you do not know the value of gold or silver? He teases me every day. He mocks me before other village elders as a father who neglects his son. This hurts me. I feel everyone in the village is laughing behind my back because you do not know what is more valuable, gold or silver. Explain this to me, son."
So the son of the mathematician told his father the reason why the village headman carried this impression. "Every day on my way to school, the village headman calls me to his house. There, in front of all village elders, he holds out a silver coin in one hand and a gold coin in other. He asks me to pick up the more valuable coin. I pick the silver coin. He laughs, the elders jeer, everyone makes fun of me. And then I go to school. This happens every day. That is why they tell you I do not know the value of gold or silver."
The father was confused. His son knew the value of gold and silver, and yet when asked to choose between a gold coin and silver coin always picked the silver coin. "Why don't you pick up the gold coin?" he asked. In response, the son took the father to his room and showed him a box. In the box were at least a hundred silver coins. Turning to his father, the mathematician' s son said, "The day I pick up the gold coin the game will stop. They will stop having fun and I will stop making money."
The bottom line is:
Sometimes in life, we have to play the fool because our seniors and our peers, and sometimes even our juniors like it. That does not mean we lose in the game of life. It just means allowing others to win in one arena of the game, while we win in the other arena of the game. We have to choose which arena matters to us and which arenas do not.
The Pig And The Horse
There was a farmer who collected horses; he only needed one more breed to complete his collection. One day, he found out that his neighbor had the particular horse breed he needed. So, he constantly bothered his neighbor until he sold it to him. A month later, the horse became ill and he called the veterinarian, who said: - Well, your horse has a virus. He must take this medicine for three days. I'll come back on the 3rd day and if he's not better, we're going to have to put him down. Nearby, the pig listened closely to their conversation. The next day, they gave him the medicine and left. The pig approached the horse and said: - Be strong, my friend. Get up or else they're going to put you to sleep! On the second day, they gave him the medicine and left. The pig came back and said: - Come on buddy, get up or else you're going to die! Come on, I'll help you get up. Let's go! One, two, three... On the third day, they came to give him the medicine and the vet said: - Unfortunately, we're going to have to put him down tomorrow. Otherwise, the virus might spread and infect the other horses. After they left, the pig approached the horse and said: - Listen pal, it's now or never! Get up, come on! Have courage! Come on! Get up! Get up! That's it, slowly! Great! Come on, one, two, three... Good, good. Now faster, come on.... Fantastic! Run, run more! Yes! Yay! Yes! You did it, you're a champion!!! All of a sudden, the owner came back, saw the horse running in the field and began shouting: - It's a miracle! My horse is cured. This deserves a party. Let's kill the pig! Points for reflection: this often happens in the workplace. Nobody truly knows which employee actually deserves the merit of success, or who's actually contributing the necessary support to make things happen.
LEARNING TO LIVE WITHOUT RECOGNITION IS A SKILL! If anyone ever tells you that your work is unprofessional, remember: amateurs built the Ark and professionals built the Titanic.
Change
To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.... Winston Churchill
Vision without action is a daydream. Action without vision is a nightmare... Japanese Proverb
When you do the common things in life in an uncommon way, you will command the attention of the world... George Washington
NICE THOUGHT
Human beings desire the fruits of good deeds but are not very eager to perform good deeds. They do not like the fruits of bad deeds but go out of their way to do bad deeds.
Friday, April 01, 2011
Lateral Thought
Every mother generally hopes that her daughter will snag a better husband than she managed to do...but she's certain that her boy will never get as great a wife as his father did!
Friday, March 18, 2011
Explore. Dream. Discover
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Choice
"In life when you face choices, just toss a coin...not because it settles the quest, but while the coin is in the air, you will know what your heart is hoping for…"
Saturday, January 29, 2011
THOUGHT FOR 2011
It's not what we eat but what we digest that makes us strong; not what we gain but what we save that makes us rich; not what we read but what we remember that makes us learned; and not what we profess but what we practice that gives us integrity.
Monday, December 20, 2010
CONVERSATION BETWEEN A PENCIL & AN ERASER
Pencil: I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake,you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, youlose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to dothis. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even thoughone day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'mactually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing yousad. :)
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser veryinspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are thepencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up theirmistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller(older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually findsomeone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do fortheir children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying,or sad.
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake,you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, youlose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to dothis. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even thoughone day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'mactually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing yousad. :)
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser veryinspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are thepencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up theirmistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller(older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually findsomeone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do fortheir children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying,or sad.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Story of Appreciation
One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerialposition in a big company.
He passed the first interview; the director did the last interview, madethe last decision.
The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academicachievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school untilthe postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.
The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" theyouth answered "none".
The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees? " The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it wasmy mother who paid for my school fees.
The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "Mymother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to showhis hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.
The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothesbefore?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to studyand read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster thanme.
The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go andclean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.*
The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he wentback, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. Hismother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her handsto the kid.
The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he didthat. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were sowrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises wereso painful that his mothershivered when they were cleaned with water.
This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of handsthat washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. Thebruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to payfor hisgraduation, academic excellence and his future.
After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washedall the remaining clothes for his mother.
That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.
Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.
The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: " Can you tellmewhat have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"
The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes'
The Director asked, " please tell me your feelings."
The youth said, Number 1, I know now what is appreciation. Without mymother, there would not the successful me today. Number 2, by workingtogether and helpingmy mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to getsomething done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance andvalue of family relationship.
The director said, " This is what I am looking for to be my manager. I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a personwho knows the sufferings ofothers to get things done, and a person who would not put money as hisonly goal in life. You are hired.
Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.
A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted,would develop "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself first.He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and wouldalways blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showinglove or are we destroying the kid instead?*
You can let your kid live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano,watch a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let themexperience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls togetherwith their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a right way.You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your kid learns how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the ability to work with others to get things done.
He passed the first interview; the director did the last interview, madethe last decision.
The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academicachievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school untilthe postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.
The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" theyouth answered "none".
The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees? " The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it wasmy mother who paid for my school fees.
The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "Mymother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to showhis hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.
The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothesbefore?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to studyand read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster thanme.
The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go andclean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.*
The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he wentback, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. Hismother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her handsto the kid.
The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he didthat. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were sowrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises wereso painful that his mothershivered when they were cleaned with water.
This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of handsthat washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. Thebruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to payfor hisgraduation, academic excellence and his future.
After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washedall the remaining clothes for his mother.
That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.
Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.
The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: " Can you tellmewhat have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"
The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes'
The Director asked, " please tell me your feelings."
The youth said, Number 1, I know now what is appreciation. Without mymother, there would not the successful me today. Number 2, by workingtogether and helpingmy mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to getsomething done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance andvalue of family relationship.
The director said, " This is what I am looking for to be my manager. I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a personwho knows the sufferings ofothers to get things done, and a person who would not put money as hisonly goal in life. You are hired.
Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.
A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted,would develop "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself first.He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and wouldalways blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showinglove or are we destroying the kid instead?*
You can let your kid live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano,watch a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let themexperience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls togetherwith their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a right way.You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your kid learns how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the ability to work with others to get things done.
Tuesday, November 09, 2010
Thursday, November 04, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
ATTITUDE
An old man lived alone in a village. He wanted to spade his potatogarden, but it was very hard work. His only son, who would have helpedhim, was in prison.The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation:
Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plantmy potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, becauseyour mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old tobedigging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would beover. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love,Dad
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: "For Heaven's sake,Dad,don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!!" At 4 a.m. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officersshowed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him whathappened, and asked him what to do next.
His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad.. It's the best I could do for you from here."
Moral:
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DOSOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THATMATTERS.. NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS
Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plantmy potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, becauseyour mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old tobedigging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would beover. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love,Dad
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: "For Heaven's sake,Dad,don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!!" At 4 a.m. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officersshowed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him whathappened, and asked him what to do next.
His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad.. It's the best I could do for you from here."
Moral:
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DOSOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THATMATTERS.. NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS
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