My Excogitation

Every idiots thinks they are gonna be successful, that's why they are idiots. Well they are not just plain idiots, they are titanic idiots... When I was a young kid, I was taught that worshiping GOD is the only way to be successful. If I had worshiped till now, I could have been Bill Gates. Well, later in the college I realized that hard work is the only way to be successful. I worked so hard that I was good to be called the hardest worker in the world. Then when I started to work, they said that its not the hard worker who survive its the smartest worker. Now from trying to be successful it was more a game of survival. Later I realized that working itself is not needed, you just have to show that you have worked. Boasting about others work itself was enough to be successful. Now a few days ago me and my friend was discussing about success, in that conversation I learned that 'it has to click to be successful'. No matter what you do until and unless luck (coincidence) is on

It is about one of my related family. When I was a kid I was going to their house very often and I guess that's the reason I am an Atheist. They always used to visit the temple during the evening and then only the food was served at night. As they believed that GOD must go to bed before we had food. Heard one more belief of them, which they have lately developed. Now it seems that the lunch in their house will be served after pooja for GOD. You might think what's so weird about this, but wait its not over yet. The pooja that they wait is the pooja that happens in Thirupathi; now does it seem weird? They eagerly wait for the pooja to finish and then have lunch and its all thanks to a stupid channel TTD. They watch that channel and then once the pooja is done in that channel then only they will have food. This is the most weirdest belief that I have ever heard off.  Next time I see them doin that I wanna ask a question " What will you do if the cable or power is turned off

Begging in India is not something new. Whether its the metros or the sub-urban towns we have beggars everywhere. We can see them in every corner of the road, in every signal, in front of the temples and malls; literally everywhere. Its now become a concept, where one can gain money easily. This is the reason I don't pay them. But I have learnt a lot from them and this is one of the lessons. Today when I was coming back from work, at a traffic signal, I saw a small boy who was begging to all the people in that signal. A few did not and a few did pay a rupee to him. Then he came by my bus. He stood there asking for some time and none paid. A person from the back seat gave that kid a rupee, thanking him he continued his job. Next a person in the front gave him 10 Rupees, now he was really happy. He thanked him and got on the footpath. The smile on his face said a lot. It was not just a smile but a sigh of relief and a satisfaction. Then he did not ask anyone else and he went off. At

I was always fantasized by the logos. I wanted to create a logo for my blog, well since I am lazy I neva did have time to get one. Today I was actually browsing facebook and there I created an application for my blog. That application page was looking a bit dull without any image so I designed a logo with a free online logo designer. After many trials, finally I got wat I was looking for and here it is, the LOGO for this Blog...  

My view of this unique relationship is put below. A son will easily go with his mother, coz its easier to share things which the mother. In case of a daughter, she can share things with mother or father easily. But the most toughest, well this might not be the right word, would be the Dad and Son relationship or it might just be in my case. This relationship is so much vulnerable as if it is tied to an axe of ego and pride; a small slip can just cut it off. But yeah this is one of the best and a special one. As a child I always wanted my Dad to teach me stuffs like how to play games, tips and tricks that he used. But he never had time, as his work was from morning 6 to evening 7. I did not get time to spend with him. I always wanted to discuss all the serious matters with him; instead of writing in this blog. I always wanted my father to pass on stories into my ears. I had never had a Father-Son talk, which I always fantasized after seeing them in movies. I always wanted to talk to h