I No Longer

“I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I have become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time that displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism and demands of any nature. I lost the will to please those who do not like me, to love those who do not love me and to smile at those who do not want to smile at me.

I do not spend a single minute on those who lie or want to manipulate. I decided not to co-exist anymore with pretense, hypocrisy and dishonesty and cheap praise. I do not tolerate selective erudition nor academic arrogance. I do not adjust to popular gossiping. I hate conflict and comparisons. I believe in a world of opposites and that is why I avoid people with rigid and inflexible personalities. In friendship I hate the lack to loyalty and betrayal. I do not get along with those who do not know how to give a compliment or a word of encouragement.

And on top of everything I have no patience for anyone those who does not deserve my patience.”

– Merlyn Streep

Something so beautiful

Today, i will just talk about something. Something that can never be described. Something that has never been seen, which never inhabited somebody. Something that possess no materialism, yet seems so real that can uproot the most rigid and prevailed thoughts within you.

That something so beautiful, called LOVE.

Love, responsible for the small glowing eyes, smiling heart, tinkling stomach, and being in the very present.

In the middle of an unsettled sleep, when the subconscious plays the most melodious songs emerging from the far end of the corner, you realize you have left the headphones on. Often the same things happen so many times. Not to mention the reasons that allows you to put them on while you go to sleep. The habit so common in the teenage. A big smile on the face, listening to the same songs before going to sleep reminds you of something, something so beautiful. Something called Love.

Conversations with a person, so intense that it postpones all the pending tasks. The reason, or the topics may be so lame for third person, who feels so stupid about the same, may seem to be bigger than the most important things in the world. Those are the happy moments, of cries, laughter, fights, discussions, anger, dispute, friendship, relationship and love. They leave you in the midst of an overwhelming feeling of flattery for the person. This is the moment, something so beautiful. Something called Love.

The most rewarding and satisfying feeling of responsibility for someone, when at an age where you cannot even define yourself. Entangled with turmoil, anxiety and newness is the feeling for someone so definitive, that you care for the same with all your deeds. The first steps from an early morning call to the good night kiss and bye, is the time, you feel responsible and care for the person. Such is this small feeling that makes you forget yourself and dedicate yourself towards someone so special for you. Such is this feeling, something so beautiful. Something called Love.

Something sad, yet it doesn’t matter. When the rest of the world, goes beyond your reach. All the other friends seem to come out of somewhere so strange that can never applaud your work, thoughts or actions. All you can think of is just one thing, person, feeling, that constantly beeps in the mind. All that matters is the moment, the conversations, the phone calls and being together. People may see you trapped and appropriated by the evil, but you make the the small world the integral part of your new life. Such is something so beautiful. Something called Love.

I couldn’t have found the words to describe such a beautiful feeling, but I am now sure that Love is beyond such words that you strive to find for while you describe it. Living with it is a pride and a state of well being, something that touches you deep within.

Love is beautiful.

Thank You to Someone so Beautiful 🙂

Math is logical, function…

Math is logical, functional and just … awesome. Mathemagician Arthur Benjamin explores hidden properties of that weird and wonderful set of numbers, the Fibonacci series. (And reminds you that mathematics can be inspiring, too!)

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TED: Arthur Benjamin: The magic of Fibonacci numbers – Arthur Benjamin (2013)

Stochastic Theory – Pregnant Deer Scenario

Life is full of turn .. never give up never return .. !


In a forest, a pregnant deer is about to give birth to a baby. It finds a remote grass field nearby a river and slowly goes there thinking it would be safe. As she moves slowly, she gets labor pain.

At the same moment, dark clouds gather around that area and lightning starts a forest fire. Turning left, she sees a hunter who is aiming an arrow from a distance. As she tries to move towards right, she spots a hungry lion approaching towards her.


What can the pregnant deer do, as she is already under labor pain..?
What do you think will happen..?
Will the deer survive..?
Will it give birth to a fawn..?
Will the fawn survive..?


Will everything be burnt by the forest fire…?
Can the deer go left..? No, the hunter’s arrow is pointing at her.
Can she go right…? No, the hungry male lion is approaching her.
Can she move up..? No, there the forest is on fire.
Can she move down..? No, that is where the fierce river is.

Answer: She does nothing. She just focuses on giving birth to a new LIFE..

The sequence of events that happens at that fraction of a second (moment) are as follows:

In a spur of MOMENT, a lightning strikes and blinds the eyes of the hunter…!
At that MOMENT, he releases the arrow missing and zipping past the deer…!
At that MOMENT, the arrow hits and injures the lion badly…!
At that MOMENT, it starts to rain heavily and puts out the forest fire…!
At that next MOMENT, the deer gives birth to a healthy fawn…!

In our life too, there are MOMENTS of CHOICE when we all have to deal with negative thoughts from all sides. Some thoughts are so powerful they overcome us and make us clueless.

Anything can happen in a MOMENT in this life. If you are religious, superstitious, atheist, agnostic or whatever, you can attribute this MOMENT to divine intervention, faith, sudden luck, serendipity, coincidence, karma,
or a simple ‘I just don’t know’…!

The priority of the deer, in that given moment, was simply giving birth to a baby, because LIFE IS PRECIOUS…!

In future, may you always be inspired to have a focused positive insight, oblivious of all imaginary, negative probabilities.

Together in Love

Together in Love

Humility, gentleness and patience: these are different manifestations of love. By humility we accept our brokenness and woundedness; we don’t try to hide it from others or ourselves. In the same way, we accept others woundedness and brokenness. We are all trying to cope with our burdens. We are all the same. We need the patient and loving support of each other. We must bear with each other when we are struggling with our burdens. Among our burdens are the fear of failure, the need to prove ourselves, other irrational irritations and frustrations.. When we discover them, in all humility we accept them. We can also accept others failures. We bear these burdens with patience and gentleness. This is love.

When we are upset, instead of fighting against it or trying to deny it or suppress it, we give ourselves permission to feel what we feel, we accept our feeling fully; we say to ourselves: “It is all right to feel that way”(feelings are morally neutral; neither good nor bad); or if we cannot accept our feeling we accept our inability to accept. This is gentle and patient acceptance of ourselves. This is love. We do the same with others. Somebody is upset. We don’t know why or we know why (at least partially). We give full permission to that person to feel the way he or she does. He or she is trying to cope with his/her burden. The best way to help that person to do so is accept him/her in his/her moment of weakness, to accept that person with humility, gentleness and patience. This is love. There will be many such occasions when we support each other in love, or bear with each other charitably, or bear each other’s burdens. This is a concrete way of living the commandment of love. Where there is such love, there is peace.

Accept and love each other totally and unconditionally.

Living Alone

They tell you, you are too dependent on your parents. That you cannot even do a single thing without them. All you do is sit and everything is in your hands. Anything you do is just one another burden for your mom. I am really very sure, nobody of us will agree to this if said so. Our acts and tendencies are only dependent on the fact that we like to be praised and not criticized.

Some of them tell themselves, it is just the time that i live along with parents for which i am like this. Rest, i am a self dependent guy. I believe, such a fake self confidence do they have when they talk this. 


All i know about being alone is that everything you can imagine, the way you used to live, your dependencies, non-dependencies changes. And then you come to know the real life. The life without a family, a strange unfamiliar one that may take you away anywhere. There you face this feeling of knowing about yourself. You explore not the world, but the person within you. Hard times are then, which makes you self dependent. 

However there is one thing that is so strong that keeps you intact, that makes you the actual you as you are. The one thing is LOVE. Love of the loved ones.




Cool summer stroke

Cool summer stroke

This summer, the first sight of that misty, dark and gigantic cloud.

It allows me to look straight into the eyes of nature, talk with it, whisper few best kept secrets to it. In return she reply me with a stroke of cool breeze, broad and clear vision of landscapes that is so perfect to look at.

I am waiting for those first drops of rain, the beautiful smell of mud and the clear(dark) sky.

My Sand Castle



The sand castle i make, with my soft hands. The most important thing to me at the time. With the beach full of jolly people around, sharing happiness and having fun, I am still busy making my own world. The world that has a big tomb of sand showing its greatness. A huge palace garden at the front where i would play with my friends. A castle with all the comforts and relieve. A lake with ducks and trees with parrots and sparrows. I am still busy making my world whole day, with people around having a good play. And then that giant came suddenly, moving towards me very quickly. With his mammoth-like appearance it made me sad, taking all that i built away. In a moment it disappeared, the very sand castle i made with my heart. I watched the waves going back, to the infinite sea where everything is lost.

Coming Back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence,

I knew the moment had arrived,

For killing the past and COMING BACK TO LIFE


It was a pleasant and beautiful morning to a cold day. Breathing the fresh air, i thought about past few months of my life in a way that i never did before. Of all those miserable feelings that occupied my mind related to some or the other mishaps (according to me) seemed to me as a joke that day. Slowly i forgot everything and instead of thinking about the consequences I was into, started looking at what i am today and how i reached there.

Often the problem to a sad situation is the root to itself. The feeling of peace and happiness adds up new dimensions to a persons life. This state of peace offers a person: the “heavenly ride” to self-build their own selves. I realized i was stuck into something that was never gonna happen. Into something that took away charm within me.  This LOVE factor comes with a life changing  package in life. It takes you to the door of heaven and falls you back to the ground. Thinking to myself such things that morning, i resumed the silences we both had together.

With all those things i missed with her, to the things that urged me to cry – gave a sense of nothingness to me. What i used to do was sit and think, and think, and think. It is dangerous when mind thinks of past and future, without the sense of present. Music was the friend. My best friend. Months passed by and then i came up to the phrase above: “Killing the past and coming back to life” 

The moment – COLD MORNING AND THE MUSIC changed me. I thought to myself “THIS IS IT” . And just like that, my life changed. I loved the birds chirping that day, the bright sunlight falling on the dew of leaves and dripping water, the cycling milkman, kids leaving for school and most importantly myself.  I felt peace, i was happy with a strange reason (the same for which i was so sad).

Those very words did it for me: FOR KILLING THE PAST AND COMING BACK TO LIFE