Monday 17 December 2018
Sunday 28 October 2018
A life-changing theory
“You are the average of 5 people you spend the most time with” – Jim Rohn
A lot of people would have come across this quote and would be like- ‘Kya baat kahin he bande ne’ and started counting those 5 people! Mene to kari he bhai, honestly.
So, if you have not done it and are seeing this quote for the first time, please do the above thing. It is fun.
**A long pause**
Now, what is your feeling around it? Are you happy after analyzing your 5 person circle? Or are you dissatisfied thinking ki saala saari problems ka yahin jad he ki circle acha nhi he? Or do you have some mixed reaction?
Whatever your reaction is, do you think you can change the equation of your life by changing those 5 people you hang out the most with? Do you think the average will better with that? Do you think you will be able to achieve more in life?
For many of us, those 5 people cannot be changed. They are an integral part of our lives for various reasons. And even for the people who can change, they cannot entirely replace people and guarantee success, isn’t it?
Matlab, esa nhi heki kal aap utho aur sabko boldo ki aaj se rishta khatam bhai. Tu apna dekh, me apna dekhtahun! Iske baad se aapki life set!
Gaaliyon ke saath laat bhi pad sakti he. :P
So, the last question arises, how can we better our lives, if we cannot change the 5 person circle we hang out the most with?
Here comes a simple Statistical concept which might help you.
“Averages tend to change with outliers in the data”
In simple terms, if you have a very big value in your dataset, it will automatically increase the overall average of the group and vice-versa.
In short, if YOU BETTER YOURSELF, EVERYONE WILL BETTER AUTOMATICALLY.
Somebody might think: “Me akele kaiko mehnat karun?”
“Mat kar bhai, joint account khulwa lo sab aur dharamshala me reho”
Ciao.
Friday 24 August 2018
The Little Things in Life
We always try to keep the people we love as happy as possible. And often for this we keep thinking of what they need? Perhaps, a nice leather jacket or maybe an expensive handbag. We think of such numerous things that would really jell-up the other person.
Our imagination and the efforts leave no stones unturned in thinking about the ways and stuffs that we can just provide to keep things light and happy. Because we care so much, we attach this care and love with materialistic things.
Quite often it works like a charm. It may work 1 time, 2 time, plenty more times, BUT, there will be a limit to it. And after that limit reaches, and the person we care about seems no more interested and happy with whatever things we buy for them, it leaves us into thinking what exactly went wrong all the way through.
The thought of them being unhappy because of us really keeps us on the edge of everything. The feeling is so terrible that we loose to even ponder about the entire situation.
However, we fail to notice that the little things matter a lot in life. Much more than sheer gifts and goodies.
Do not believe me? Try giving your girlfriend a rose on her birthday. Or write her a love letter. Or maybe, try surprising her with a little meal cooked by you.
Tell me if she would be unhappy even after this. Perhaps, these little things would make a much more impact that those gifts.
Because those gifts can be thrown away. But how can someone throw a memory which has touched the person so deep.
How come I know all this? Experience. I missed giving my gf the thing that she cares the most about on her birthday: a story written by me.
It is not that I didn't try writing one. But we writers know that until something doesn't feel right to us, we do not go with it. We need to be 100% sure of what we put across is coming right through our minds and is not conditional or done under pressure.
I couldn't come up with something ideal, ideal from my perspective. And I skipped writing anything for her altogether. And I thought to compensate all of it through gifts and stuffs. It didn't work out and she is angry.
So, never, ever, ever do anything like that. Pull such stunts only at your own risk.
At the end, I only have this thing to say that I hope she forgives me and that I would always remember to keep the little things on priority as those matters the most.
Happy Birthday to her. :)
Our imagination and the efforts leave no stones unturned in thinking about the ways and stuffs that we can just provide to keep things light and happy. Because we care so much, we attach this care and love with materialistic things.
Quite often it works like a charm. It may work 1 time, 2 time, plenty more times, BUT, there will be a limit to it. And after that limit reaches, and the person we care about seems no more interested and happy with whatever things we buy for them, it leaves us into thinking what exactly went wrong all the way through.
The thought of them being unhappy because of us really keeps us on the edge of everything. The feeling is so terrible that we loose to even ponder about the entire situation.
However, we fail to notice that the little things matter a lot in life. Much more than sheer gifts and goodies.
Do not believe me? Try giving your girlfriend a rose on her birthday. Or write her a love letter. Or maybe, try surprising her with a little meal cooked by you.
Tell me if she would be unhappy even after this. Perhaps, these little things would make a much more impact that those gifts.
Because those gifts can be thrown away. But how can someone throw a memory which has touched the person so deep.
How come I know all this? Experience. I missed giving my gf the thing that she cares the most about on her birthday: a story written by me.
It is not that I didn't try writing one. But we writers know that until something doesn't feel right to us, we do not go with it. We need to be 100% sure of what we put across is coming right through our minds and is not conditional or done under pressure.
I couldn't come up with something ideal, ideal from my perspective. And I skipped writing anything for her altogether. And I thought to compensate all of it through gifts and stuffs. It didn't work out and she is angry.
So, never, ever, ever do anything like that. Pull such stunts only at your own risk.
At the end, I only have this thing to say that I hope she forgives me and that I would always remember to keep the little things on priority as those matters the most.
Happy Birthday to her. :)
Wednesday 14 March 2018
EK AAM KAHANI # 7
विक्रम एक
सॉफ्टवेयर कंपनी में काम करता था। जितनी बड़ी वो कंपनी थी उससे कहीं ऊचे उसके ख्वाब
थे। और कहीं न कहीं अपने ख्वाबो को पूरा करने के प्रेशर में वो टेंशन में रहता था।
परन्तु उसका स्वभाव दुसरो को अपना दुखड़ा सुनाने वालो जैसा नहीं था। बल्कि वो मुश्किल
को सहजता और द्रढ़ता के साथ संभालता था।
परन्तु आज
वो बहुत दुखी था। आज एक बिज़नेस डील उसके हाथ आते आते निकल गयी। ये डील उसकी लाइफ पलट
देती। वो विदेश की यात्रा भी कर पाता जो की उसका बचपन से सपना था।
'हर कुत्ते
का बुरा दिन आता है ' ऐसा आपने नहीं सुना होगा क्यूंकि किसी ने शायद ही कहीं कहा हो इस आर्टिकल के अलावा। खैर,
इस कहानी में अभी विक्रम के बुरे दिन चलते है। आदमी कितना भी सेहेंशिये क्यों न हो
, एक न एक समय वो कमज़ोर ज़रूर पड़ता है। ये वास्तविकता
है, 'मर्द को दर्द नहीं होता' सिर्फ अमिताभ
जी की फिल्मो में ही हो सकता है। वास्तविक जीवन से इस डायलाग का कोई भी संभन्ध नहीं
है। जीवन में मर्द को दर्द भी होता है और आसूं भी निकलते है।
इसीलिए जब
भी विक्रम मायूस होता था , वो अपने घर के पास वाली टापरी में जाके शांति के साथ चाय
पीता था। वो टपरी चालाने वाले उसके दददू के उम्र के व्यक्ति थे इसलिए वो उनको दददू तथा उनकी टापरी को 'दददू की
टपरी' बुलाता था जबकि उस दूकान का नाम 'श्याम टी स्टॉल ' था। श्याम दददू के बेटे का
नाम था जो की कभी कभार टपरी में आया करता था।
उनकी टापरी
की चाय विक्रम को सारे दुखो से दूर कर देती थी।
एक अलग सा सुकून था उस जगह में। और क्यूंकि विक्रम वह कई दफा आता रहता था तो
उनके बीच में एक घनिष्ट सी बन चुकी थी। दददू विक्रम की कहानी बखूबी जानते थे वो विक्रम
दददू की। विक्रम उनको अपने दादा जी जैसा मानता
था। एक बार उनकी अचानक से तबियत ख़राब हो गयी थी , तब इलाज के पैसे विक्रम ने ही दिए
थे।
आज भी विक्रम
उसी टापरी जाता है। आखरी बार वो २ हफ्ते पहले आया था वहां। मायूस विक्रम टापरी में
पोहोचता है।
'दददू एक
कप चाय देना ', वो धीमी आवाज़ में कहता है।
उसके सामने
चाय आ जाती है। वो उत्साहित होक चाय अपने हाथो में लेता हे वो ऊपर देखता है। ऊपर देखते
ही उसकी ख़ुशी थोड़ी कमतर हो जाती है। उसके सामने श्याम खड़ा रहता है। वो उससे पूछता हे
की दददू कहा है।
'उनकी पिछले
हफ्ते हार्ट अटैक से डेथ हो गयी '
ये जवाब सुनते
ही विक्रम के पैरो टेल ज़मीन खिसक जाती है। उसे समझ नहीं आता की ऐसा कैसे हो सकता है।
उसकी सारी सुध जैसे घास चरने चली गयी हो, इस
प्रकार वो अचंभित बैठा रहता है। फिर थोड़ी देर बाद वो बिना चाय पिए , चाय के पैसे देके
वहा से चला जाता है।
कुछ दिनों बाद वो उस टपरी में शायद फिर से आये। शायद उसे यहाँ आके पहले से भी अच्छी चाय मिले। परन्तु जो सुकून दददू के रहने पे मिलता था वो अब कभी नहीं मिलेगा। आखिर खुशी और सुकून चीज़ ही ऐसी है। जगहों और वस्तुओं से कम और लोगो से ज़्यादा मिलती है।
