Expression of Emotions

Always wondered why it’s said that humans are greater than other animals because we have emotion. We can express our feelings makes u higher beings. I wonder if these are actually true explanation of why god made us as we are? I wonder…

Every relation, every role that humans play has a different angle to be viewed from. And I am sure not all angles can be justified. There will be someone out there for whom some angel of the relation will be wrong, Or unacceptable at least. Animals have just one angle… universally accepted. Here’s a though- humans are the only species which kills each other!

In our day-to-day life, we come across so many situations that make us wonder, what if things were different? What if others cannot be so bothered about our life? But then, those people are related to us. We cannot overlook their feelings. We are humans. We need to live within the boundaries of human emotions. You can’t hurt them. They are after all your parents, your loved ones, your wife or husband, your girlfriend or boyfriend, your children, or maybe just someone very close to you.

Someone once asked me why couldn’t all of us hug each other all the time? Why can’t we just be more expressive about our feelings without hurting someone else? I wondered why? Sure enough the world would be a better place if we could do that? Why do all feelings and emotions need to be tied down to some relation: emotional, physical or sexual? Isn’t that what animal do? So why are we humans? Or just the fact that humans are after all animals answer that question? Then where does that leave me with my original question: why are humans considered greater than other animals.

Every relation that a person enters needs approval, or so it seems. If we analyze any relation, we will find that at the end of the day, its just a compromise that we are living. And that steams from the fact that we are not that good in expressing our emotions. Or we loose touch with our emotions.

Ask a newly wed about the anguish they went through to get married, yet in few years, those moments will turn sour. They will end up hurting each other. Blame it on circumstances. I think its just simple lack of emotions finding proper route. Why do either of them need to give space or understand the other one a hundred percent without being expected to be understood in return. Why do dreams they shared start looking like dreams.

Ask a child, what he wants the most? I am quite certain, he will answer that he wants his parents to love him. Some one said, “The best love a father can give his children, is to love their mother.” Someone also said, “The best love a mother can give her children, is to show respect to their father.” Yet, how many homes have we seen where this is not applicable? How many broken homes have we seen, where the child suffers the most because of parents bickering? And all this because the child has no proper tool to express his or her emotion?

Ask a lover, what he or she loves the most about his or her partner? I am quite sure; they will say its there love and caring attitude. Yet why do the relations turn sour just because that same loving and caring attitude is directed towards other? Why do they expect that the emotion of a person should be expressed only partially? Just because that expression of emotion makes them feel to left out and not able to handle the others expression of emotion?

Ask a friend what they love about his or her pal? I am quite confident; they will say it’s there ability to give joy and happiness to others and to them in particular. Yet, why does it so happen that the same friends start expecting all the happiness be directed towards them? Why does the happiness of the one who gives them all the love and happiness doesn’t make that much of an importance for them? Just that these expressions of emotion become part of their life and they want it all?

Ask a person, who loves to love others, what he loves the most about others? I am determined they will say it’s the happiness that others express when the get love. Yet, why does it so happen that if others start giving same happiness to them, they start feeling left out or can’t handle the love the others get? Why does the happiness of others that they were dying to give become the cause of their pain? Just that these expressions of emotions make them feel that their expression of emotion is not worth enough?

I wonder how much better we would have been if we were just animals? Just touch, see, lick and brush each other. That’s all. No words, no tears, no emotions… yet more beautiful.

LEGENDS!!!
Its been a really tough week for me. I have seen two of my heros say good bye to the world of sport.
Last week Andre Aggasi retired from the tennis world after captivating the world for 21 long years. And today the greatest of my heros announced his retirment.
MICHEAL SCHUMACHER!!!
LEGEND, BEST DRIVER OF THE GENERATION OR EVEN THE BEST DRIVER EVER!!! CALL WHATEVER YOU MAY BUT I WILL ALWAYS CALL HIM GOD!!!!
People say he may be the best but he didnt have the sportsmen spirit in him, well man all i have to say to you all is if someone plays to win and only win, then its not the matter of seeing how he won... but how many time did he win.
People say he cant handle loosing... man there where 3 years with Ferrari when he had joined that didnt give him any wins.... Yet he stuck by them. Even last year he had a torrid time but he stuck on. He knew and believed in himself and his team. And look today he may just win another world championship.
And that brings me to the most important point about htese two amazing individual. One was the champion of individual sports arena and the other is a stalwart of team sport.
Yet you find so much in common between them. Both were branded as rebel and rash when the started of, but both went on to change the face of their feilds and thus, earned the respect of everyone, not just in their feild but also from beyond.
It is this quality that made me crazy for them. Their ability to transform their modest qualities into something so strong that most of thier oponents just droodled in their awe.
Andre made it when everyone said small tennis players cannot win. He was a small player by size, who by the end had become a giant in every sense!!!
Similarly with Schumacher. From his benetton days it was ability to change the way people worked with him that realy set him apart. Both Benetton and Ferrari were stuggling before he joined them... and he single handedly turned them around.
That takes skill and quality.
There is so much we can learn from these amazing gems i have had the pleasure of watching.
I know for sure that my sundays will never be the same again, nor will i ever stay up to watch a tennis match.
But i know for sure that i have learnt a lot from these two gentlemen.
Andre keep returning man...
Schumi.... Chequered flag will always be yours and i will always say sunday for me is schumacher day!!!!
Hageln den König Schumacher!!!

Its been long since i posted anything... really busy with work and study.

But i came across something which i think everyone should read... its an inspirational piece about one of the best person to grace this land of India.
His thought makes me feel what are we doing with our country?
Have a read and plese leave your thought about the article... remember its not i who has written this...

It was probably the April of 1974. Bangalore was getting warm and
gulmohars were blooming at the IISc campus. I was the only girl in my
postgraduate department and was staying at the ladies' hostel. Other
girls were pursuing research in different departments of Science. I was looking forward to going abroad to complete a doctorate in computer
science. I had been offered scholarships from Universities in the US . I
had not thought of taking up a job in India . One day, while on the way to my hostel from our lecture-hall complex, I
saw an advertisement on the notice board. It was a standard job-
requirement notice from the famous automobile company Telco (now Tata
Motors). It stated that the company required young, bright engineers,
hardworking and with an excellent academic background, etc. At the bottom was a small line: "Lady candidates need not apply." I read
it and was very upset. For the first time in my life I was up against
gender discrimination. Though I was not keen on taking up the job, I saw it as a challenge. I
had done extremely well in academics, better than most of my male peers. Little did I know then that in real life academic excellence is not
enough to be successful. After reading the notice I went fuming to my room. I decided to inform
the topmost person in Telco's management about the injustice the company
was perpetrating. I got a postcard and started to write, but there was a
problem: I did not know who headed Telco. I thought it must be one of the Tatas. I knew JRD Tata was the head of
the Tata Group; I had seen his pictures in newspapers (actually, Sumant
Moolgaokar was the company's chairman then). I took the card, addressed
it to JRD and started writing. To this day I remember clearly what I
wrote. "The great Tatas have always been pioneers. They are the people who
started the basic infrastructure industries in India , such as iron and
steel, chemicals, textiles and locomotives. They have cared for higher
education in India since 1900 and they were responsible for the
establishment of the Indian Institute of Science. Fortunately, I study
there. But I am surprised how a company such as Telco is discriminating
on the basis of gender." I posted the letter and forgot about it. Less than 10 days later, I
received a telegram stating that I had to appear for an interview at
Telco's Pune facility at the company's expense. I was taken aback by the
telegram. My hostel mate told me I should use the opportunity to go to
Pune free of cost and buy them the famous Pune saris for cheap! I
collected Rs.30 each from everyone who wanted a sari. When I look back, I
feel like laughing at the reasons for my going, but back then they seemed
good enough to make the trip. It was my first visit to Pune and I immediately fell in love with the
city. To this day it remains dear to me. I feel as much at home in Pune as I do
in Hubli, my hometown. The place changed my life in so many ways. As
directed, I went to Telco's Pimpri office for the interview. There were six people on the panel and I realised then that this was
serious business. "This is the girl who wrote to JRD," I heard somebody whisper as soon as
I entered the room. By then I knew for sure that I would not get the job.
The realisation abolished all fear from my mind, so I was rather cool
while the interview was being conducted. Even before the interview started, I reckoned the panel was biased, so I
told them, rather impolitely, "I hope this is only a technical
interview." They were taken aback by my rudeness, and even today I am ashamed about
my attitude. The panel asked me technical questions and I answered all of
them. Then an elderly gentleman with an affectionate voice told me, "Do you
know why we said lady candidates need not apply? The reason is that we
have never employed any ladies on the shop floor. This is not a co-ed
college; this is a factory. When it comes to academics, you are a first
ranker throughout. We appreciate that, but people like you should work in
research laboratories. " I was a young girl from small-town Hubli. My world had been a limited
place. I did not know the ways of large corporate houses and their
difficulties, so I answered, "But you must start somewhere, otherwise no
woman will ever be able to work in your factories." Finally, after a long interview, I was told I had been successful. So
this was what the future had in store for me. Never had I thought I would
take up a job in Pune. I met a shy young man from Karnataka there, we
became good friends and we got married. It was only after joining Telco that I realized who JRD was: the
uncrowned king of Indian industry. Now I was scared, but I did not get to
meet him till I was transferred to Bombay . One day I had to show some
reports to Mr. Moolgaokar, our chairman, who we all knew as SM. I was in
his office on the first floor of Bombay House (the Tata headquarters)
when, suddenly JRD walked in That was the first time I saw "appro JRD".
Appro means "our" in Gujarati. This was the affectionate term by which
people at Bombay House called him I was feeling very nervous, remembering my postcard episode. SM
introduced me nicely, "Jeh (that's what his close associates called him),
this young woman is an engineer and that too a postgraduate. She is the first woman to work on the Telco shop floor." JRD looked at
me. I was praying he would not ask me any questions about my interview
(or the postcard that preceded it). Thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he remarked. "It is nice that girls are
getting into engineering in our country. By the way, what is your name?" "When I joined Telco I was Sudha Kulkarni, Sir," I replied. "Now I am
Sudha Murthy." He smiled and kindly smile and started a discussion with
SM. As for me, I almost ran out of the room. After that I used to see JRD on and off. He was the Tata Group chairman
and I was merely an engineer. There was nothing that we had in common. I
was in awe of him. One day I was waiting for Murthy, my husband, to pick me up after office
hours. To my surprise I saw JRD standing next to me. I did not know how
to react. Yet again I started worrying about that postcard. Looking back,
I realise JRD had forgotten about it. It must have been a small incident
for him, but not so for me. "Young lady, why are you here?" he asked. "Office time is over." I said,
"Sir, I'm waiting for my husband to come and pick me up." JRD said, "It
is getting dark and there's no one in the corridor. I'll wait with you till your husband comes." I was quite used to waiting for Murthy, but having JRD waiting alongside
made me extremely uncomfortable. I was nervous. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at him. He wore a
simple white pant and shirt. He was old, yet his face was glowing. There
wasn't any air of superiority about him. I was thinking, "Look at this
person. He is a chairman, a well-respected man in our country and he is
waiting for the sake of an ordinary employee." Then I saw Murthy and I rushed out. JRD called and said, "Young lady,
tell your husband never to make his wife wait again." In 1982 I had to
resign from my job at Telco. I was reluctant to go, but I really did not
have a choice. I was coming down the steps of Bombay House after wrapping
up my final settlement when I saw JRD coming up. He was absorbed in
thought. I wanted to say goodbye to him, so I stopped. He saw me and
paused. Gently, he said, "So what are you doing, Mrs. Kulkarni?" (That was the
way he always addressed me.) "Sir, I am leaving Telco." "Where are you going?" he asked. "Pune, Sir. My husband is starting a
company called Infosys and I'm shifting to Pune." "Oh! And what will you do when you are successful." "Sir, I don't know whether we will be successful." "Never start with
diffidence," he advised me. "Always start with confidence. When you are
successful you must give back to society. Society gives us so much; we
must reciprocate. I wish you all the best." Then JRD continued walking up the stairs. I stood there for what seemed
like a millennium. That was the last time I saw him alive. Many years
later I met Ratan Tata in the same Bombay House, occupying the chair JRD
once did. I told him of my many sweet memories of working with Telco. Later, he wrote to me, "It was nice hearing about Jeh from you. The sad
part is that he's not alive to see you today." I consider JRD a great man because, despite being an extremely busy
person, he valued one postcard written by a young girl seeking justice.
He must have received thousands of letters everyday. He could have thrown
mine away, but he didn't do that. He respected the intentions of that
unknown girl, who had neither influence nor money, and gave her an
opportunity in his company. He did not merely give her a job; he changed
her life and mindset forever. Close to 50 per cent of the students in today's engineering colleges are
girls. And there are women on the shop floor in many industry segments. I
see these changes and I think of JRD. If at all time stops and asks me what I want from life, I would say I
wish JRD were alive today to see how the company we started has grown. He
would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly. My love and respect for the House of Tata remains undiminished by the
passage of time. I always looked up to JRD. I saw him as a role model for
his simplicity, his generosity, his kindness and the care he took of his
employees. Those blue eyes always reminded me of the sky; they had the
same vastness and magnificence.

So what do you do when you get angry, irritated and bugged by all the non-sense going around you? When you dont have a proper outlet to tell people why you are angry?

I believe most of my fellow Mumbaikars (and yes i am one) would be feeling the same way as i am feeling right now.
Its become a trend for people to comment on Mumbai's Spirit of Bouncing back.... which is a fact, but we mumbaikar's already know that!!!

What we need to know is, though we stayed afloat after the floods, did anyone in the government, state or central, even bothered to rectify the whole thing? Going by this years' managment it doesnt seems like!!!

What we need to know is, after paying the highest service tax, sales tax and income tax in the country, why is our city not getting enough water & power?

What we need to know is, although number of blasts have rocked the city, not just now, but since 1993, has a single person been prosecuted for it?

People it is very easy to stay away from all this and make a statement, but try living it out here then you will understand what WE feel.

When you get back home after a bad day in office, where some one climbs up because of thier sources and not merit ( no this has nothing to do with reservations) you get irritated. Then the local trains are over crowded which irritates you more. If you take the roads its no better. Your house may have been flooded while you were away due to floods. Or it may so have happened that there is shortage of water... Dont you think we will get very irritated?
Then it may so happen that blasts will take place and we looose near and dear ones.... all over the country it will be said MUMBAI WILL BOUNCE BACK, and we do, but nothing is done about it.
IRRITATED!!!!!!!!!!

On top of it, some wired person makes a study that MUMBAI IS THE RUDEST PLACE ON EARTH!!!!!!!

Boy if i meet that person i will show him what being rude can mean... and i tell you, I have lived in Delhi for good long time!!!!!!!

WE BOUNCE BACK BUT IT DOESNT MEAN YOU TAKE US TO BE THE HIT ME JOKER!!!!!!!

If we strike and decide not to pay the taxes and duties that we do... the costlies petrol that we buy... you guys making these statement will really have a big problem.

So please stop telling us to bounce back. We have done it and we will do it.

And by the way, this may be my last blog as the government has decided to block all indian blogs.
Boy does this government find new ways of being called Backward!!!!

Ever thought if democracy was not an option for us, how things would have been?
Dont wonder to much for we are very nearly in that age where democracy will not be something we are used to.
With every person in this government and on the whole... the political parties of this country... trying to fill their pockets at the expense of the country, it's people and above all the democracy of this country.

People don't have the right to expree not do they have equality.
Being governed in this state means being forced to live according to mental level of few people who have the power circuits with them.

Even our society is now becoming one of the most ill tempered, unbehaved society in the world. Tolerence, once our forte, is now just something shown by weak person.

Everyone takes to the street and starts assaulting whoever, wherever and whatever if its not to his or he liking. Imagine, one day you will have to buy a new car because your present chevy was banned in this country for it was American and some people dont like america or any of its product.

Live life 5 years at a time seems to be the way for our new generation. Thats according to the tenure of the government... hopefully after 5 years if the government doesnt change there may be some continuity in our lives.

With our best admin people now just catering to orders of few outsider... and please dont think i am against anyone, this whole country is becoming one circus.

And then few people would turn around and ask, "why the hell do these engineers study in iits at governments expense and then go to America?" or so for IIMs.

Why should they not... when the very mean of studying in these institute is based on your caste and not merit, what good will it to stay here and work with those same classmates who dont deserve to be with them.

Atleast let these IITians and IIM grads go to America before a 50% eservation is imposed on granting of visa to OBCs, ST, SC, and many more.

Someone rightly said, "India is the only country where people fight to be called.... BACKWARDS"