Holi memories......the festival of color

       Yesterday when I was coming to Office, some guys are playing with colour, they were throwing colour balloons and coloured water and the all atmosphere was filled with joy of celebration. Then only I realize that its Holi. In my professional life I even forget the day which I enjoyed much in my childhood and college days.

      My memories flashes by the day in Ettah near Aligarh, UP where I played the most beautiful and memorable Holi ever in my life. I went to my friends house for Holi celebration for 3 days and that turns out to be the most exciting, dangerous and enjoyable celebration. Squirting colored water on passers-by, dunking friends in mud pool amidst teasing and laughter, getting intoxicated on bhang, distribution of sweet was the some of the activity through out the day. Holi at college, NIT was also a memorable event with colours. The main highlight was tearing of other’s clothes and defending one self’s.

        Minutes passed by, I thought that I was also a part of the celebration, enjoying the play; suddenly I saw a colour ball coming towards me, managed to escape that by an inch and walk towards my office.

why we shout in anger....?

why we shout in anger....(Extracted from Various Sources: but nice one)

A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take bath found a group of family members on the banks, shouting in anger at each other. He turned to his disciples smiled and asked.

'Why do people shout in anger shout at each other?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout.'

'But, why should you shout when the other person is just next to you? You can as well tell him what you have to say in a soft manner.' asked the saint

Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the other disciples.
Finally the saint explained, .

'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other to cover that great distance.

What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is either nonexistent or very small...'

The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'

He looked at his disciples and said.

'So when you argue do not let your hearts get distant, Do not say words that distance each other more, Or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.

SECRET OF DREAMS

Everyone likes to dream. Ever since I am a child I like to dream and wonder how it happens. Did you ever sleep after you wake up in the middle of dreams to see what happens afterwards? Did you ever feel that you cannot do anything and even cannot move when you see some bad dream, and latter wake up realizing that it’s only dream? I found some interesting answers about these questions and I am blogging it here.

Researches proved that the dream u see only last for few seconds or minutes. Dreams are identified as an area of our brains called the subconscious where the mind stores all of our memories and desires.  Dreams are the visuals of the subconscious and are originated from a thought or desire that we had buried in our subconscious mind.

When you dream, your body is virtually paralyzed during your sleep. It is most likely to prevent your body from acting out aspects of your dreams. Glands begin to secrete a hormone that helps induce sleep and neurons send signals to the spinal cord which cause the body to relax and later become essentially paralyzed.

Do you ever experiences Sleep Paralysis; someone tries to kill you in your Dreams? Sleep Paralysis is thought to be demons or ghosts sitting on ones chest, while the sleeper is aware of what is happening. During this episode, the sleeper can see everything in the room but some things my look distorted. Sometimes the victim will feel a presence or even see a figure in your room and begin to panic. These are very frightening and I even experienced a few. Did you? 

Good night and sweet dreams..

May I Help U?

October 22th, Faridabad.

"Yesterday evening, i was at Faridabad railway station. Trains were delayed due to bad climate. I sat near an old chair in the platform. Bored and waited almost an hour, almost tired and felt hungry, no information of train being announced.

Like a drizzle in the desert, a charming girl of my age came to the platform where I was waiting. She is fair, slim and good looking.  Her dressing style and bag in her hand remind me that she’s typical, north Indian college girl. She came and sat near the bench where I was waiting. I felt that God has send her there to little my boredom.

Minutes passed she passed some stares at me. I was excited and heard the lines in my mind “beta man me ladoo futa”. She told hi to me.  I was more excited and heard the second line too “beta man me dusari ladoo futa”. And I paused for a second and said haiii. She began to inquire about the trains and had a small chat with me. She went away letting the desert more worsened.

After a few minutes people around us came and asking about their respective trains one after the other. I become frustrated. I thing of going somewhere else that replaying to them in such a harsh condition and then only I found a board behind me where I was sitting with a message "MAY I HELP U""

WHO AM I?

I still wonder my identity for ages and yet to conclude an appropriate answer. WHO AM I?....An introduction into who I am as a individual with emotions and feelings is a hard one to make. Now I am about 25 and I am a student, a son, a brother, a friend, a tutor etc. But this classification is prevailing when I am considering me as an individual and society. Is this the right path to find one’s identity?.  Many a times I wish I could figure out my place in my family, my group of friends, my school, my colleges and wherever I had been to. I hope I may find my place in this world. But all I have got is the satisfaction when the people around me admire and consider me among them.

Am I an individual?. An individual is a person separate from other persons and possessing his or her own needs or goals. Each individual is attached other and has emotions and feelings. I do have emotions and feelings but I still wonder why we cry when we are sad and why we smile when happy.

As a child I searched many scriptures for my real identity. Some say all is a part of paramanu(atom) while others say is apart of almighty. Buddhist concept of an individual lies in anatman, or "no-self." According to anatman, the individual is really a series of interconnected processes that, working together, give the appearance of being a single, separated whole. The individual in Buddhism is understood as an interrelated part of an ever-changing, impermanent universe. Hinduism also tells the concept of soul, body, and ghost. But still it is hard to digest these stories and even many saint wasted (here I mean put their entire life) their life to find the ultimate peace (Nirvana).

I always adore my life as there is so much to see and do meanwhile I hate my life as it is bound to end. Still I waste my time sleeping most part of my life and sometime think how much of my life is wasted just by wasting time.

I don't know who I am, do you?

                                                                                      oganga