Sunday, March 21, 2010
The Simplest Ornament
The old tradition states that- “The simplest thing is the toughest to work out.” Need less to say that it is a truth. When I look around myself, I see bunches of people wearing well designed cloths, living in million dollar mansion and expensive gadgets etc. etc.
Do we ever ask our self the real value these things possess in life; according to me this thing has no value of existence if it can’t serve others. But there is something bestowed to all of us which is free of cost and serves as the priceless tag of prosperity. It’s not our money, neither power but a simple SMILE. The simplicity of a smile is worth millions. When we walk around here and there, sometimes when I see a baby playing, or laughing in innocence I feel-why we don’t?
Yes! That little smile form a baby makes me halt at that place for few minutes. In those few second I feel delighted for that sweet baby. The innocence what children tell is the precious simplest ornament of life. I capture all possible memories of these kinds of incidents.
There is a estimated fact that if a person has a life of 60 years, then out of those 1/3 is spent on sleeping, i.e. 20 years. Then 15-20 years for getting a matured guy, rest few years for family. Then what time do you thing you have given to yourself. That’s a tough question. The answer is that we live without that simple ornament.
There is another believe that says –“a man is as old as he things.” If you are 20 or 30 or 40 or above, don’t tie yourself to the daily routine and become a machine. Take time out to enjoy the simplest ornament, make jokes on yourself, feel the pleasure when you see some one smile, smell flowers, eat more chocolates, and do whatsoever it takes for you to have a beautiful smile on your face.
Smile is of no cost and it spreads the joy in a speed more then a jet plane, and effects more then a nuclear attack. It makes you join more people to your life. That’s the SMILE. So smile often, always look after the reasons to smile………………….
Aniruddhya Baidya
Saturday, March 20, 2010
die like a dog !!!!
One noon, I went to visit my friend’s den, 5 kms away from mine. It was monsoon, and the climate was magical. Like every time, this time too I carried a small bag with me to earn some memories for myself. What I saw in the middle of the lane was the dead body of a young street dog. The bones were already out of the flesh, the eyes popped out of the face, the blood turned the color of road into red, and the smell of death was dissolved in air, and no one cared about it. Most probably by 24 hours from that time, any sweeper must have thrown the body to the nearest drain, or the birds and other carnivorous will finish each muscles and bones of his body.
This is a fact, but what was the fault of the dog. It was a dog, it could have been a man or a lady. For a man or a lady, for sure some one would have picked him up from the road, or rushed to the hospital for recovery, but if you are dead on the spot, the story will not be a much different from the dog. Some stranger will get you to nearest health center, or nearest graveyard. Your family will find out the incident in few hours or days, tears and sadness will revel and in few days every one will start there normal routine. They will hardly have any time to cry for you. If I compare both the case, the time a man is remembered is relatively more then a dog, but the ultimate fate is the same. Even after we lost the great entrepreneur Mr. Dhirubhai no one in his organization ever stopped working, the money was still coming, the efforts were on, and it was a matter of time, a living legend turned as an unforgettable past. That was Mr. Ambani, if without his presence, no one was stopped, then what about the normal man ?
Anyone is least bothered about them, and why one should? Doesn’t it sound obstructive that when we face a sudden loss, our time of grief, sorrow and recovery, all are too short. Of course, some of us, do not easily adjust with the situation, but the time make them do it. But still time does it!
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