Researching........

Once I heard someone saying that the most soothing sound to human ears is that of his own name. Indeed so many of us scribble our own names at the back of our register in free time (even during lectures!). We relish the thought of our victory, strength, advantage, goodness and of all possible virtues. We do like to love, praise and aggrandize ourselves, do not we?

Confusion comes when one tries to examine this natural ego, self love a bit seriously. One of my friend said to me that even our acts of help to others stem from basic need of satisfying our own ego.

In light of these confusing arguments, I would like to put just one question to all.

When was the last time you genuinely helped someone?

What was that act motivated with?

Answers are welcome, in case you do not find it right to post it on blog, mail it over…

Cricket.......

Participating in any sports sincerely teaches one most important thing, which is Sportsman Spirit. While it is true of all the sports, my experience comes from cricket as cricket is the sport I sincerely and passionately indulge in.

After a long break I got a chance to play for my class cricket team in an interclass cricket tournament. In the beginning of the tournament we were one of the weakest team on paper. By the end of the tournament, surprisingly we were the champion side.

One of the friends, while commenting on our performance said “you people played seriously”. Some of my teammates thought of this remark as rather derogatory, however I realized that this was actually one of the best compliments our team could ever get!

In all the matches, we reached the ground at scheduled time, each time our captain took some decision everyone followed it with great precision. Whereas other teams were late in coming to the ground, fighting with each others at times.

These small and rudimentary details may look very trifle, but in the end they impact the whole game in a huge manner, we learned this in a most enjoyable manner.

We struggled a lot, with umpires, unfair opponents but we were determined not to lose. This determination came from the vision of our captain, and was shared by the whole team.

We lost an important player before the tournament began but what we did not lose was the commitment to the cricket and the discipline that it directs.

In one of the matches we were given a raw deal, we were asked to bat under the bad light. Even when the match began the opponent team wasted a lot of time, forcing us to bat under bad light. That match was a true test of character, mental strength. The opponent was a seniors’ team so they played with rules, not the game!

In the end we went on to win that match, most dominatingly. From that match we learned to play under external pressure, doing our job well even if things are not going right with you.

To me, this thing is even more significant than victory, because in life too there will be raw deals thrown at you, people doing wrong things to you. In such cases the ability to do our job in most right and efficient way determines our mental strength, character and courage.

I am thankful to our team for this wonderful learning.

A new learning...

October : Days- 3

September: Days- 30

August: Days- 31

July: Days- 31

June: Days- 18

Total days- 113

It was 114^th day today, here in Delhi. However in some aspects it was a first day.

• First time I saw a movie, in a multiplex here.
• First time had a taste of (deeply craved) local road transportation service.
• It was also a first time I was hit for sixes in New Delhi, (it feels bad to be at receiving end!!)

I do not intend to praise myself but it was perhaps the first day when, for so many hours at a stretch, I did not think of studies at all!!! (Quite a record I guess).

The movie I saw ended on a line which struck to my mind. It said that “at times, in order to be focused we tend to isolate ourselves from the rest of the world. Tough as it is, we must need to draw a line between the Focus and Isolation.

Surroundings and the individuals who form those surroundings are also a great source of learning. I deny the submission of an individual identity just to gain the group identity, however it is of great importance to be able to be a part of a team. Good as one may be, one should never be an ivory tower in any aspect.

On another stroke of thought I admire being slow and selective in striking friendships, however the pace of this process needs to be adjusted according to the environment and people around you.

For this learning, I am indebted to some of my friends. It would be judgmental of me to say anything about any of them. However the only thing I am compelled to say today is that it is these people; who are instrumental in reminding me of the world, the existence of which I had forgotten for the quite some time now. And the fact that this belongingness and bonding come with our difference in opinions, way of living, temperament, stage of life being still as intact as they ever were, makes me feel proud of all my friends. (Democracy is truly a fantastic force!!!)

A close friend had once said, friendship is accepting people without judging them.

I now understand a bit what the friend had meant years back, when this was said.

Gandhiji’s gift to me

It may sound strange but apart from his invaluable gifts of Satya, Ahimsa and an unwavering faith in the goodness of the humankind there is one more gift that Gandhiji has given to many of us. It is the gift of a connect with many other in the world.

Let me elaborate, last year I had met a foreigner who had come to the visit of Sabarmati Ashram. Having met this fellow I realized that our thinking on Gandhian thoughts and practices was enriching for both of us. Surprisingly we had a lot of similarities of views on many things. This, to me, represents the ability of truly good values to transcend geographical boundaries.

I became friend with this foreigner and our exchange of ideas on many things related to Gandhiji and relevance of his ideas in today’s time continues even today.

This connection would have not been possible without the common bridge of thoughts and ideals. I feel quite lucky to have borne in a country which produced the man like mahatma who still help us cross all borders, walls, restrictions and limitations to communicate and reciprocate the true spirit of love, life…..