My New Year Resolution

Adieus to 2008, a year full terrorism, full of recession, full of cricket trophies (Thanks to Dhoni) , full of experiments (LHC & Chandrayaan), and Full of Democracy (election of Barack Obama).

As last second of 2008 is approaching I am getting busier & busier telling my friends my New Year Resolution which is “Be more health conscious”. Every day when I switch on my laptop it shows me the wallpaper which invariably reminds me those four words.

I realized, during my knee surgery, the importance of good health. I have come across the most painful days of my life and now I know what pain is? I am just a step away from being the happiest. ‘Cause a wise man has said “what else can be added to the happiness of a man who is in good health, out of debt and has a clear conscience.” I do not keep credit cards so out of debt; sorry to the credit card brokers, I have a clear conscience; at least my friends know this. The rest is health on which I am working pretty harder.

But why I am so selfish? Why there is nothing in my mind about the society? Yesterday I met with my friend’s younger sister, aged around 12 years. She asked about my New Year resolution and I asked for her. And she said “Increasing awareness on world peace”. Her words have enough gravity and utmost importance. I said “God bless you. May Jesus fulfill your resolution.” What else I could say after that eye opening answer from a 12 years old girl.

In fact now I am sincerely thinking for her resolution, and mine too. May Jesus fulfill our resolutions? A warm welcome to New Year. May this Year bring Lots of Peace, Happiness and Prosperity in the world.



Happy New Year !!!!!
Cheers !!!!

{Thoughts which I like }

"How can a society that exists on instant mashed potatoes, packaged cake mixes, frozen dinners, and instant cameras teach patience to its young?" -Paul Sweeney

"You can sometimes count every orange on a tree but never all the trees in a single orange." -A.K. Ramanujan

War will never cease until babies begin to come into the world with larger cerebrums and smaller adrenal glands. -H.L. Mencken, writer, editor, and critic (1880-1956)

"All kids are gifted; some just open their packages earlier than others." -Michael Carr

"What can be added to the happiness of a man who is in health, out of debt, and has a clear conscience?" – Adam Smith, economist (1723-1790)

"Life is a flowing river of happiness - its upto you to carry a spoon or a bucket "

Front page of my book

Few months back, before my knee surgery, i went to a book shop and bought a book naming "anything for you ma'am". I paid for the book and asked for the bookmark and got one with a decent and nicely written quote by Marianne Moore "Anybody can write a book 'cause everybody has a story to tell."
This quote highly impressed me and i started writing. I sat infront of my Laptop to press keys to shape them in the form of a book but a question cropped up my mind, what should i write, and luckily in few minutes i got the answer "what else i can write onther than a love story at the age of 24."
The few lines are.....
Hospital gown white colored, full sleeved and till my knees was swaddled around me like a diamond ring wrapped with a tag “Love you darling” but it is not an engagement party of two lovers. Rather a meeting of software professional and a knee specialist.
An anesthesiologist, two stretcher bearers and three junior doctors with stethoscope shining on their neck like a diamond necklace on newly married girl. They all were in scrubs agglomerated me with urbane looks same as bees on honey but it’s not the bee’s knees at least for me. For them it is just a daily custom, their 8 hours job in which they are confident and perfectionist. I could easily relate their job to mine 12 hours, coding in JAVA and C++, but confidence and perfection were missing in mine even after clearing some certifications.
But any bug in their coding on ACL (Anterior cruciate ligament) can confirm my appointment with Jesus.....

Wait till it completes and pray for me that i get enough time to pen down

Special friends with outstanding dreams.

This click has been taken when i was in final year of my engineering. There are many but one whcih describes me and my group the best is this one. We all have some dreams and one which constantly knocks our mind is shown in this pic. we all are on our way.
Let's see where we will land ???

Who is responsible for India’s 9/11?

I returned to my newly rented flat from one of my friend’s cocktail party on 26th night of Nov 08 at around 11:30. Inserted the keys into the door and pushed it. The couch in front of me increased my level of desire to get relaxed. I put my shoes off and grabbed the remote the way python does to its meal. I put the television on to watch some appealing and captivating songs to get fresh. But the breaking news “India’s 9/11” at every news channel cured my hangover to its best. I instantly pulled my cell phone from my pocket and called my friend in Mumbai. I was waiting for the network to get connected but in vain. After trying for uncountable number of times I eventually heard the voice “Hello” after two hours.
” Hey Vibhor , are you okay ?” I asked.
“Yes, but two of my colleagues are minor injured in the firing when we came out of the Taj hotel after client meeting.” He retorted.
“Ohh Holy crap, how are they now?”
“They are in hospital and will be fine in couple of days.”
“Thank God.” I said.
He helped the victims there when there was no police, when there was no ambulance, when there were no fire brigade men and when there was no system. “Thank God” was the last sentence which I said in the conversation. But I thought why did I say? And within few seconds I got the answer, because my friends are okay. Behaving like an ordinary man I slept with the couples of feelings that it would be okay by tomorrow and it’s now the part of our system. Next morning I woke up late and tried to get updated on the last night’s terrorist activity. The situation had gone worst they hijacked the whole Taj hotel and put the dent on our system and on Mumbai. But again like a common man I went to office and started working as usual. The whole office was busy in talking about the last night’s terrorist activity. The whole day India’s 9/11 was the hot topic to discuss. The cab driver, guards, shopkeepers and everybody around me had only one thing in mind India’s 9/11. Today after 2 weeks I am as normal as this incident never happened. Not even me in fact everybody around me. Now even news channels have other stuffs too to telecast.
My mind always gets paused when I question myself “What can I do?” Last night I watched the movie “Rang De Basanti” again just to listen the famous dialogue, which I admire a lot. “Zindagi jine ke kewal do hi tareeke hote hain pehla jo ho raha hai use chupchap sehte raho ya phir jimmedari uthao use badalene ki (there are only two ways to live firstly bear what all is happening around you or take responsibility to change the system.)” But this dialogue seemed abyss last night and could not satisfy me. The reason was the question which was constantly shrinking my mind. Why should I take the responsibility? I am the ordinary man and I elected the extraordinary men for same.
As being the perfect citizen I cast my vote, I pay income tax, I pay phone, water and electricity bills, I pay sales tax, I pay CESS, I pay VAT and of course all kind of hidden taxes which I do not know. I look after my family. I do my 10 hours job properly and I like that. I do what I am supposed to do as being the perfect citizen. Even then I live in terror. A question invariably comes into my mind. Where do I lack as being the perfect citizen? I elected the government to take the responsibility, I elected the government to crash the terror from our hearts and I elected the government not to let this happen again. It’s their job and they should do it properly as bees build their hives. After every terrorist activity they tend to normal rather, in a refined manner, they tend to ignorant. “Being normal is good but being ignorant is not.” And that’s what they are doing.
Terrorist can kill us but they can’t kill the spirit of my friend and government can ignore us but they can’t ignore the spirit of my friend who helped those who were injured, those who were trapped in the Taj and those who were directly or indirectly hurt by Terrorism. I highly appreciate my friend and all those who helped the needers at the cost of their lives when the terrorism was at its peak.
Waite, Terry says-------- “The terrible thing about terrorism is that ultimately it destroys those who practice it. Slowly but surely, as they try to extinguish life in others, the light within them dies.”