DESTINY --- BELIEVE IT OR NOT!!!! ( continued....)

whatever i m going 2 tell is an incident which took place a long ago but few days back it just flashed back as a fresh one.once i went to a hospital 2 see one of my relatives.most of ppl least like 2 visit two places a hospital and police station . the atmosphere was completely boring with sign boards of emergency opd ward nos operation theatres nd many other like that (that antiseptic nd phenyl smell blended with that of medicines...typical characterisitic hospital smell i can say).


as i entered the ward it was full of beds with patients lying on them and more number of attendants as visiting hours were there.on one corner of the bed was my relative whom i had come to visit.i asked my relative about her health , her treatment nd when will she b discharged.she was in a better state of health.she asked me a number of obvious questions about my parents studies etc nd informed that she will b discharged within a few days after some diagnostic tests.
on the opposite bed there was another lady in a very unhealthy condition.i was looking at her and observing her facial expression in such a state of health when i was interrupted by my relative who told me that the lady on the opposite bed was suffering from some type of blood related cancer and had to come regularly to hospital after a stipulated time for platelets and blood transfusion.
i spent some more time with my relative tellin her about my studies.suddenly i was called up by the lady about whom we were talkin about.the call included no words but only some gestures of her hand with her arms attached with the drip needles dipped on the other side in some kind of solution in a bottle hanging 4m a height on a long stand.her attendant was out to buy some kind of medicines or whatever(doctors usually don't allow attendants spend time with the patients ,askin them bring one or the other stuffs involved during the treatment moment after one has just returned 4m bringing the previous item).
i stood up 4m the chair and moved towards the lady.she tried to speak up in an almost inaudible voice.it was almost impossible to understand what she was sayin.then she tried to convey through her gestures that she wanted water by indicating towards the water bottle kept on the table.i got her signal and filled a glass of water 4m the bottle.
i made her sit comfortable by adjusting the back of the bed nd keeping a pillow on her backside.i gave the glass of water to her which she drank very slowly.
she uttered something which i could not understand nd gave me a little smile (though it seemed very difficult 4 her to even smile in such a condition) as if she was thanking me 4 my help. i adjusted the bed again in order to make her rest in her previous position.at that moment i found myself filled with an unprecedented feeling of satisfaction but could not understand the reason.

the next evening when i visited my relative ,i observed that the opposite bed was vacant.i thought the lady of that bed might have been taken 4 some kind of tests.so i got myself diverted 4m the thought of the lady and asked my relative about her present state of health who replied that she was getting discharged the next day itself.an hour past but the lady of opposite bed did not return.hence i inquired about her 4m my relative.she became silent as soon as i finished up with my question.she remained quite but then after some moments she told me that the concerned lady was no more.she had died in the afternoon the same day while having a platelet transfusion.the doctors had already tried 2 keep her alive 4 so much time by regular transfusions but this time it was her last time.

i was shocked with the news nd tried 2keep myself calm nd composed.who would ve thought the previous day that she would not live even up2 the next 24 hours.suddenly u get to know that the person 2 whom u gave some of the moments of ur life by a little help just the previous day is no more in this world.
on my part,i had some strange moments thinking over what happened and felt relieved that atleast i contributed something to a person's life in her last moments (although it was not such thing to be considered as help).
once again the event made me wonder about the irony of life and the power of fate.every thing is destined 2 occur at its fixed time.
otherwise hw can 2 ppl spend some time of their lives who live miles apart and dont even know each other??

QUOTE UNQUOTE

A sense of humor is critical for a happy life.It can ease pain,accelerate healing,reduce tension,win friends,enhance learning and make life a fun-filled adventure.




Never take some one for granted
hold every person close to your heart
because you might wake up one day
and realise that you've lost a diamond
while you were too busy collecting stones...




If u would not be forgotten as soon as you r dead,either write things worth reading or do things worth telling and writing


Being flexible doesn't mean that you are weak. It just means that you are intelligent enough to change your mind when it makes sense.




The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right place but to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.



The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.



No body is exempt from saying silly things; the mischief is to say them deliberately.

THE GOD OF SMALL THINGS

during vacations i read "the god of small things" ...a very slow story told in a really exciting way..
the story deals with very numerous small incidents n comments which do not seem important but may ve a gr8 impact....




deeply obsessed by the message the book conveys,i decided 2 give a vent 2 my thoughts..




we overlook a number of small things of joy n sorrow while following big things...busy in this materialistic world 2 earn luxuries n comforts we forget that lyf is there 2 b lived every moment with good and/or bad times at their turns..


we strive hard 4 happiness but usually happiness is around us...bas woh nazarein chahiye..
kuchh chhotti par motti baatein hamesha yaadgaar ban jaati hain..jo baad mein bhi humein kahin na kahin support karti hain..
hum mein se kitne hi logon ne khul ke baarish ka mazaa liya hoga..bahut honge.magar tym ke saath hum bhool jaatein hain ki nature mein aisa bahut kuch hai dat makes us feel relaxed n comfortable..
the main thing is how u see lyf n how much contented u r with what u have....



i received an sms dat really impressed me...



HAPPINESS IS LYK BUTTERFLIES
IF U RUN AFTER THEM,THEY FLY AWAY
WHEN U DO NOTHING, THEY SILENTLY COME N SIT ON UR SHOULDER
WISHING U A LOT OF BUTTERFLIES IN LYF
SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! DON'T MOVE....

SHOULD WE LIE???????

jhooth bolna paap hai....nadi kinare saamp hai..bachpan mein ye kafi logon ne suna hoga..

kya sach mein jhooth bolna paap hai..??

aise hi sochte sochte mujhe laga dat i shud share this with others too.

i know many of us will ridicule a person if one says that he doesn't lie!!!
but still if see the deeper side ...isnt it a gr8 thing not 2 lie ever in lyf..

in todays world of materialism n competition where nobody cares abt moral values honesty...everyone is selfish in his own way..i may also b one if them but i ve not judged myself yet..
who's there who can say that he never lies..u'll also feel there's nobody..but kahin na kahin abhi kuch aise idealistic log honge jo kab se ek tarah ki tapasya kar rahe hain jhooth na bol kar!!!!


most of the times we lie 4 our self interest but there may b a number of instances when we lie just 2 respect other person's feeling..i ve xperienced an instance recently dats y this thought is fresh in my mind..
incomplete lie ya adhoora sach is another thing i want 2 mention..
i can cite xample 4m mythology where an incomplete lie changed the whole scenario..
in mahabharat when dronacharya was invincible n pandavas were at verge of loss yudhishthira who was known 4 his truth told dronacharya that ashwathama had been killed...dronacharya mistook him n thought that his own son had been killed
actually yudhishthira was correct on his part bcoz he confirmed the death of ashwathma which was also the name of an elephant.... dronacharya then surrendered..n panadavas ultimately won..


in my point of view i feel that we shudn't lie until required very urgently..lie is ok till it does not hurt others feelings...the world is full of give n take...whatever u give 2 world u receive it back in one or another form...
i always try my best not 2 hurt others feelings but on some occasions i realised it after i had done everything..
if u tell a lie in order 2 play a prank u must immediately admit it..lie can b used 2 give surprises 2 ur close ones ...in dat case a smile on ur frnd's face seems more important than the sin of telling a lie..
another point is not 2 tell anything ...just remain silent...atleast u ve a reason that u didnt lie but remained meek n composed..

pata nahi maine kya kya likh daala ..jo bhi likha bas likha ..atleast i gave an outlet 2 my feelings ......

DESTINY --- BELIEVE IT OR NOT!!!!

Jab se hosh sambhala..yahi suna bhagya ya kismat jo bhi kaho hi bahut badi cheez hai....
kismat ka khel jo na kisi ko kabhi samajh mein aaya aur lagta hai na kabhi kisi ko samajh mein aayega..


the tym kaun banega crorepati was in its full swing..ppl comin 4m distant places just to try 4 their chance to become a crorepati..many of course just 2 see Amitabh Bachchan

n soon we had the show in which a simple guy named harshwardhan nawathe became a crorepati in mere 50 minutes...

viewers all over the country could feel the excitement in them through their T.Vs..my parents 2 discussing how tym can change one's lyf in minutes..
the next week after 1st crorepati has occupied the minds of ppl...an incident struck me..
i was travellin in a bus to patahnkot on NH1A ...n suddenly ..i saw two ppl drenched in blood..a bike thrashed on other side of the road..they had met an accident..an overspeeding truck had hit them..
..the guys who were on their way 2 their work were lyin on the road with strangers shifting them to hospital...
however the bus didnt stop n moved on..
the moment i saw the whole thing the very thought of kismat conquered my mind ..i was completely occupied with the photograph of the spot somewhere in my brain 4 the whole journey...i wondered is this lyf??
so unpredictable!!!
pal do pal mein zindagi kya kya mod dikha jaati hai ... aap kabhi kalpana bhi nahi kar sakte..

kehte hai sabhi apni karni pehle se hi likhwa kar late hain...illustrated by the seven ages by shakespeare...the world is a stage..n we play different characters..
just charcters of the play written produced as well as directed by the supreme GOD who governs on one side the nuclear models at atomic level n all the solar systems of the multiverse on the other side at the same moment..



in the hands of fate
we 're mere pawns
and when the things go wrong;
they will, at any rate;
All we can do is,just wait
For the fate to become our mate.




The motto to be followed:


"ALWAYS HOPE FOR THE BEST N ALWAYS BE READY FOR THE WORST"