My main motive of this post is to express myself and feel lighter.
I had my best days , mixed days and even testing days while staying with people belonging to different walks of life. It helped me to understand the human tendenacy. Stay at a every new place has helped me to explore something new.
While staying outside my country, today I expereinced something very different which peirced my soul. I didnt understand whose point of view is right.
I stay in flat where people from different countries are my flatmates. One of them is a good friend of mine who owns a wonderful dog since last eight years and he is dedicated towards the animal.
During early days, I was bit scared of that massive dog. But with my initiative, I became friends with the dog. The owner never allowed its dog to make trouble for me.
there is another middle aged man who stays with us. This man is really scaredwith the dog. I understand that it is really a tough ask for this man to make friends.
The owner has had helped this man. Today, the middle aged man really pressed the wrong button which ignited my friend's temper.
The man was talking about his rights .
So, are we human beings so mean? Dont we understand the value of life? Cant someone stay with his/her pet?
To conclude, I must stay a dog is perhaps the best friend with humans and it imparts us a teaching on how we must repect people around us in the community. We must be pure with hearts with all human beings, animals and other living beings.
May god bless all creatures.
Wednesday, 30 July 2008
Monday, 14 July 2008
What is after death?
Monday, 14th July 2008.
Death.
In the past, there had been many ocassions when academicians from all domains played with that word. Although, you can associate "The Death" with many domains. The debate can be stretched like a chewing gum. My main motive of this post is to express myself about it.
On a personal note, I am linking only two domains with it.
RELIGION.
FEAR.
The supernatural power has gifted us, so called Human Beings with emotions. The lifestyle adpoted by us, has always given us a chance to share a a special bond with people involved in our lives. (Chemists cannot predict the organic constituents of this bond.). As a result of this bond, we generally involve our emotions. Although, the level of involvement may vary from individual to individual. Some are introverds and vice-versa.
The word emotion arises a new debate within itself. A society is a very good critic. A human being, who knows the level of the involvement of his/her emotions, right people and reactions can use emotions for his/her benifit.
In a family, eac individual is emotionally attached with the other, maybe at different levels. It is not only confined within a family, it may involve friends, colleauges, relatives and the list goes on and on.
If unfortunately, something happens (I may never want misfortunes for anyone.) to anyone of them, you me get anxious. Yes, that is the root cause!! ANXIETY
Anxiety gives birth to my first mentioned domain THE FEAR!
I want to ask a question?
Why are students so anxious or nervous or even exicted before the declaration of their results?
Some may say, because they did not write well in exam. Some may expect their own peronal benchmark, etc....
I only consider one reason. Its very common. I am nervous because I do not know my marks.
My nervousness may transformed into a joy or a disappointment. Anyone of it, is better than being into a dilemma.
So, if I conclude my discussion till this point, I may say emotion leads to expectations, expectations triggers anxiety/nervousness/etc and anxiety/etc bombards the FEAR.
Taking the fear into another dimension includes religion. Yo know what I mean. The fear and religion are compliments each other. People from any religion (I am not discussing about any religion in detail. I am just practically expressing myself. Atleast, what I have observed.)
always inclined towards it with a FEAR FACTOR.
One main reason is "The Death". Acording to me, people try to find only one answer from all available pious religious books for the question
DIG-----DIG------DIG-------------DIG----------DIG----------DIG-------DIG-----UPLOADED.
WHAT IS AFTER DEATH?
Religious pundits involve many things to concude an answer for the question.
FOR ME, Its only one answer.
I do not know, what may happened with me after my death. If I discover it, I may accept the death with a re;ax piece of mind.
ABOUT YOU? Think.
Note: If I have offended anyone, I may apologize in advance.
Deshant Chopra.
Death.
In the past, there had been many ocassions when academicians from all domains played with that word. Although, you can associate "The Death" with many domains. The debate can be stretched like a chewing gum. My main motive of this post is to express myself about it.
On a personal note, I am linking only two domains with it.
RELIGION.
FEAR.
The supernatural power has gifted us, so called Human Beings with emotions. The lifestyle adpoted by us, has always given us a chance to share a a special bond with people involved in our lives. (Chemists cannot predict the organic constituents of this bond.). As a result of this bond, we generally involve our emotions. Although, the level of involvement may vary from individual to individual. Some are introverds and vice-versa.
The word emotion arises a new debate within itself. A society is a very good critic. A human being, who knows the level of the involvement of his/her emotions, right people and reactions can use emotions for his/her benifit.
In a family, eac individual is emotionally attached with the other, maybe at different levels. It is not only confined within a family, it may involve friends, colleauges, relatives and the list goes on and on.
If unfortunately, something happens (I may never want misfortunes for anyone.) to anyone of them, you me get anxious. Yes, that is the root cause!! ANXIETY
Anxiety gives birth to my first mentioned domain THE FEAR!
I want to ask a question?
Why are students so anxious or nervous or even exicted before the declaration of their results?
Some may say, because they did not write well in exam. Some may expect their own peronal benchmark, etc....
I only consider one reason. Its very common. I am nervous because I do not know my marks.
My nervousness may transformed into a joy or a disappointment. Anyone of it, is better than being into a dilemma.
So, if I conclude my discussion till this point, I may say emotion leads to expectations, expectations triggers anxiety/nervousness/etc and anxiety/etc bombards the FEAR.
Taking the fear into another dimension includes religion. Yo know what I mean. The fear and religion are compliments each other. People from any religion (I am not discussing about any religion in detail. I am just practically expressing myself. Atleast, what I have observed.)
always inclined towards it with a FEAR FACTOR.
One main reason is "The Death". Acording to me, people try to find only one answer from all available pious religious books for the question
DIG-----DIG------DIG-------------DIG----------DIG----------DIG-------DIG-----UPLOADED.
WHAT IS AFTER DEATH?
Religious pundits involve many things to concude an answer for the question.
FOR ME, Its only one answer.
I do not know, what may happened with me after my death. If I discover it, I may accept the death with a re;ax piece of mind.
ABOUT YOU? Think.
Note: If I have offended anyone, I may apologize in advance.
Deshant Chopra.
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Its all about life.
It has been almost one year away from my home country. I loved every bit of experience of being into a stereotypes lifestyle. Atleast, for me. I loved hostel life in my country. Its an irony in the new country. The campus life is so monotonus. by campus life, I do not mean the infrastructure. Its all about the student life. School during normal weekdays, library (if required), pubs, after parties and then back to gaol with semi-conciousness (high tying to attain nirvana.) . Weekends usually dead.
During exams or coursework submissions, students temporarily shifted to the library.
Sports, fun like ragging, pranks, socety meetings(making plans for pen downstrike against the management), annual sports meetings, student-faculty association days, etc..... You cannot even dream about it.
That was my campus life in the new country during masters.....
This life made me self-discipline, independent, sometime aloof, happy, disappointed and the most amazing part is about my perceptions.... I reckon... I was amazed when I got feedbacks(maybe directly or indirectly) with respect to my perceptions.
It was new for me and I have almost made it a part of my life. Its nothing specific....its all about day to day activities. For illustration...... llife here has been made so complex...may be the technology, show offs, fashion and gadgets....
My previous perception was trying to acquire happiness from small-small things. technology can make life luxurious.... Can it bring a smile on someone's face?
Forget about that perception---- People dont even have plastic smiles.
I am digging my bachelor's lifestyle---- dig----- dig ------ dig---- dig------ uploaded
VIET, Hostel, 65 acres of land.
I was 18 years old. I was almost 120 kms away from my house in the mid of the above described location. With no one familiar, I got a perfectly located triple seater room.
Only one thought was penetrating my soul RAGGING..............
I was the second guy in the hostel. No freshers. The hostel full with second year engineering students. I was the only BAIT. I was taken to the hostel's terrace with 25 seniors. Anyone like me reading this post...can guess whats next.........
I was stripped, forced to act, asked to give my introduction in pure Hindi, seniors used me start their affairs get going, etc... the first session ended after two neverlasting hours....
I had my first day in my department. Ragging duration-----> almost one month.
I am quoting few rules I followed during that time:
1) Military hair-cut
2)No watches.
3)Always clean shaven.
4)Color button always closed.
5)Second button---red coloured.
6)No belts.
7)Specific uniform.
8)Not to look eye to eye against seniors.
9)Bend at 90 degrees to wish them.
10)Took participation in agitation against the management.
11) pen down strike.
12) Did assignments for seniors during ragging period.
Life after freshers party changed. Back to casuals. I enjoyed few days. A gang called bloody group was made. We tripped almost the whole north India. Favourite members:
Myself Bloody left hander
Bhavya: Bloody kellewala
Chaati: bloody oldman
narendra:bloody scoundrel
khari:bloody kalicharan,bloody gujjar....
We had awesome time. During classes, we used to lock ourselves from outside. the dean used to play hide and seek with students. Once, I went outside the wall during college hours and I was caught. I had my class in the dean's office, who threatened to suspend us.
I miss those days, Ohh!! those days!!
During exams or coursework submissions, students temporarily shifted to the library.
Sports, fun like ragging, pranks, socety meetings(making plans for pen downstrike against the management), annual sports meetings, student-faculty association days, etc..... You cannot even dream about it.
That was my campus life in the new country during masters.....
This life made me self-discipline, independent, sometime aloof, happy, disappointed and the most amazing part is about my perceptions.... I reckon... I was amazed when I got feedbacks(maybe directly or indirectly) with respect to my perceptions.
It was new for me and I have almost made it a part of my life. Its nothing specific....its all about day to day activities. For illustration...... llife here has been made so complex...may be the technology, show offs, fashion and gadgets....
My previous perception was trying to acquire happiness from small-small things. technology can make life luxurious.... Can it bring a smile on someone's face?
Forget about that perception---- People dont even have plastic smiles.
I am digging my bachelor's lifestyle---- dig----- dig ------ dig---- dig------ uploaded
VIET, Hostel, 65 acres of land.
I was 18 years old. I was almost 120 kms away from my house in the mid of the above described location. With no one familiar, I got a perfectly located triple seater room.
Only one thought was penetrating my soul RAGGING..............
I was the second guy in the hostel. No freshers. The hostel full with second year engineering students. I was the only BAIT. I was taken to the hostel's terrace with 25 seniors. Anyone like me reading this post...can guess whats next.........
I was stripped, forced to act, asked to give my introduction in pure Hindi, seniors used me start their affairs get going, etc... the first session ended after two neverlasting hours....
I had my first day in my department. Ragging duration-----> almost one month.
I am quoting few rules I followed during that time:
1) Military hair-cut
2)No watches.
3)Always clean shaven.
4)Color button always closed.
5)Second button---red coloured.
6)No belts.
7)Specific uniform.
8)Not to look eye to eye against seniors.
9)Bend at 90 degrees to wish them.
10)Took participation in agitation against the management.
11) pen down strike.
12) Did assignments for seniors during ragging period.
Life after freshers party changed. Back to casuals. I enjoyed few days. A gang called bloody group was made. We tripped almost the whole north India. Favourite members:
Myself Bloody left hander
Bhavya: Bloody kellewala
Chaati: bloody oldman
narendra:bloody scoundrel
khari:bloody kalicharan,bloody gujjar....
We had awesome time. During classes, we used to lock ourselves from outside. the dean used to play hide and seek with students. Once, I went outside the wall during college hours and I was caught. I had my class in the dean's office, who threatened to suspend us.
I miss those days, Ohh!! those days!!
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