Corporate career is great..it keeps you on razor's edge. You are forced to grow your skills at all levels. But its dissipating as well..it saps you in the long run. So its always advisable to slowly built an alternate pedestal in the medium term--say for the nest 5/10 years--so that when things get too hot in your present position you can easily jump onto that one. This new platform can be based on the real passion. So while you are toiling it out against your real interests, don't get frustrated. Its a sort of investment for future. Just cling to your dream. Keep your dream alive. Slowly and systematically chalk out a medium term plan..invest time and money in moderate amounts and when the things ARE RIPE jump onto your creation.

Yamuna

Well Delhi is a stinking hell...undoubtedly. Look at Yamuna...its just a big drain of mucking filth and sewage. Monsoon...it kisses its dirty, pugnacious, purple-faced layer...the facepack....nutritious sand from the hills. A new avatar...Yamuna the holy river....but for how long? Just for  a month at the most! After that its again the same sad drainage. The name but prevails...from road nd railway bridges people throw coins...it blesses them..blesses like the uncomplaining mother....all forgiving...all pious...

Donky

I think it always (without exception) helps not to lose your temper. When you lose your temper, you not only deprive somebody’s chances for more happiness; you in fact deprive yourself of the same. So why fall in the trap of such a bad bargain. If nobody gains anything out of it (except perhaps that hypothetical and flimsy enemy of ours, called “ego”) why invest in such a loser scheme?  —Sandeep Dahiya

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May be there is a fixed quota of suffering in the cosmic account book of karma to be doled out to the humanity. If that be the case then feel proud for bearing the heavier load from the destiny’s side, while so many others trudge ahead with unjustifiably lighter weights on their shoulders. Feel proud that God considers you as a tough guy capable of handling the issues on the wrong side of the fence. While you sweat it out with the larger issues, possibly your each and every step paves the road for some easy stroll by a frail fellow human being. Just carry on mighty guys! No use in browbeating now! You have been chosen for breaking the tough nut so that many a weak teeth can munch survival crumbs.    —Sandeep Dahiya

Happy New Year

I sing a hymn for the departure of this year. It deserves full honours. Premature welcome notes and hasty obituaries are seldom feasible. So I pray for the dying year and try to recall how much I m to be blamed for its death!!!

India Shines

A cow—dung-smeared and fat on garbage diet—was busy in eating the stenching muck of a colony’s garbage house. Devoid of the entire mythical aura it appeared a big pig just munching the leftovers! A well-off gentleman stopped his car, pulled out a chapatti, offered it to the humble and forgiving creature and fulfilling his quota of religiosity sped away! Hats off holy mother! Even though we have forced you to eat garbage, you still give us a chance to fulfill our fleeting religious duties.


A poor man’s daughter, beautiful in her own way, was singing in a bus. The slate pieces tucked in her fingers chimed with melody as she sang a beautiful melancholic song! When it came to rewards, peoples’ reaction made it appear like she was begging. See the badness of this world, a girl, an artist, a daughter losing respect in a crowd of we relatively well off idiots!

We are the polluters. Just see the rivers of kaliyuga we create. The poison, black, muddy and stanching flowing into the guts of our holy rivers! Where is Ganga? No its not there! We have killed it.

Cow, women, holy rivers—we have just dome irreversible damage to their once holy status. Shame!!!