thoughts

Kevin Carter, a Pulitzer Prize winning photographer killed himself. The reason being a photograph that he had taken. After taking it, he went into a depression for over 3 months and then finally committed suicide. What was this photograph about? Many of you may have seen it as a forwarded mail. It shows this little boy dying of starvation crawling towards a UN Food Camp. Behind him, there’s a vulture standing, waiting for him to die. Ladies and Gentleman, hunger and starvation are real problems in this world. Just because you and I are lucky enough not to have to see it everyday, does not mean it does not happen or cannot happen to us. This year India imported 3.5 million tons of wheat which is the largest it has done in decades. Our population is rising. Our consumption per capita is rising. But worst of all, our food production is falling. If we continue to close our eyes to what is happening in certain parts of the world it will not be long before it happens to us also. There are se...

You’re never given a dream without the power to make it come true. So goes a quote from the book “The Alchemist”. This is an extremely powerful statement. All of us have dreams. I’m not talking about the dreams that you get when you sleep, but the ones you have when you’re wide awake and you let your mind flow into that perfect world in which you see yourself. In that world where everything is exactly the way you want it. These dreams maybe about little things that you’ve always wanted to do like spend time playing with your kids or maybe something big like following your ambition in life. It could be about taking a long vacation and just relaxing somewhere or something as critical as quitting your job and setting up your own company or moving to a different profession all together. But how many of us actually do something about those dreams? How many of us have grown up to do exactly what we wanted to do as children? I’m sure most of us have something deep in our hearts that we reall...

I’ve sort of made a commitment to myself to keep writing as often as I can. I don’t know why. Somewhere I believe there are thoughts in my head that are never going to be shared with the world, or never come out as they were intended to unless I write them down. Why, I feel that if my thoughts aren’t shared with the world it would be a great loss? I have no clue. By no means do I intend to write profound things about life that may help people live theirs better. I have enough trouble getting my own life in order without trying to help others. But I want to keep my life simple by making simple choices about things and sticking to those choices. And yet life doesn’t allow us to keep it that simple. Actually we do not allow ourselves to keep it that simple. Hmm….I think I’ve gotten myself into a bit of a contradictory stand. Most people would like to think that they’d be happy if their lives were not so complicated or if they could just lead a simple, stress free and problem free life. An...

I'm in office right now. I was waiting for some task to get completed and ran out of things to do to keep myself busy. So I thought I might as well create a blog for myself. I've always wanted to write my thougths down. Not that they are very profound or intellectual or anything. But I like writing. I haven't written something worth reading for a very long time. I'm hoping that the more I write eventually I might actually stumble on something nice. We'll see how it goes.